We lay shuddering for a while after. The little aftershocks of pleasure coursing through us.
... [EDITED]
Suddenly I bolted upright.
"Oh my God! Oh no, oh no, oh no!"
"Sookie what is it?"
"Eric. He's almost here!"
The overwhelming events of the evening had somewhat muted my bond with Eric. Given what I'd been feeling from and with Bill, I honestly had not even noticed it. Suddenly though, probably because of Eric's impending proximity, it had flared once again.
And he was furious.
Bill's fangs were out and he was crouched in front of the bed, in front of me, before I'd even heard the front door open.
Eric walked into the room, his face a mask of cold fury. My heart jumped. My god he's beautiful. But I could feel his rage through the bond, and suddenly I was terrified of him. Eric must have felt my sudden fear because he looked at me, rage and hurt passing over his face, and said, "do you know me so little? Do you really believe I could ever hurt you?"
I felt Bill relax ever so slightly as he realized Eric was no threat to me.
Eric fixed his gaze on Bill and I could see him struggling with the effort of not attacking him. "What were you thinking? A double bond? I should kill you right now."
"She was dying. What else could I do? Would you rather I let her die?"
I watched Eric take this information in.
"I know, I felt it." He looked at me meaningfully. "All of it."
I felt the blush start at my toes and spread all the way to the ends of my hair.
"Eric," I began lamely.
He held up his hand to stop me. "Get dressed." And he left the room. I heard him moving around in the living room. I felt his anger, his jealousy and his frustration. The anger was like ice sliding along the bond and I felt it in the pit of my stomach.
"Sookie," Bill reached for me.
I backed away. "No Bill. Don't."
Bill snatched his hand back, and I felt frustration and sadness come across from him. I didn't look at him as I dressed. Dread lodged itself in my chest, and I walked out to my living room. I heard Bill follow me.
SEE NOTE IN CHAPTER 2