"Want some blood?" She asked politely.
"Yours? Absolutely." She paused in front of the kitchen table and smirked at him.
"Ah...no." He faked a pout that caused her to laugh.
"One day." He stated confidently. She just shook her head and warmed him a TruBlood in the microwave. She shook the bottle gently and handed it to him.
"I'm gonna hop in the shower. I feel like I've got grease and beer all over me."
"I will assist you." He moved to follow her and she quickly put her hand on his chest.
"Oh no you will not."
"You're so mean."
"You're so pervy."
Eric heard the water turn on in the shower as he drained the last of his TruBlood while making a face of disgust. He rinsed the bottle and placed it in Sookie's recycle bin. He knew she'd be indignant, but that just made it all the more fun. He slid his leather jacket down his arms and draped it across the small chair in the corner of her room. He slid his boots off and stretched out on her bed. He spied an US Weekly on her nightstand and absently flipped through the drivel. He allowed the corner of his mouth to pull upwards when he heard the water turn off.
She brushed through her hair and wrapped the towel around her. She hoped Eric was behaving in her livingroom. She rubbed her favorite lotion over her arms and legs and padded back out to her bedroom. She stopped short and clutched at her towel.
"Eric." She warned through gritted teeth.
"Yes, Sookie?" He tossed the magazine back on the nightstand and propped his head up on his elbow.
"What are you doing?"
"Waiting for you to get out of the shower." She sighed and silently thanked God that she had grabbed one of her larger towels.
"Why are you waiting in here?"
"Because this is where you are." He blinked at her slowly and knew that she was not as angry as she wanted to appear.
"Because this is where I am…brilliant." She muttered as she went over to her dresser and pulled out some pajama pants and a tank top. "Out."
"Why?"
"Because I'd like to put on my pajamas."
"Go ahead."
"Eric."
"Do you need help? Here, let me hold your towel. Shall I hang it up?" He reached for her towel and she shrieked.
"ERIC!" He laughed and dropped his hand. "Out!" She pointed at the door and glared at him. He stood from the bed and walked to the door.
"You're not being any fun."
"Perv." She grinned as she came up behind him and shoved him out the door. He chuckled to himself as he walked back to her living room.