Chapter 5

***Sorry it has taken so long for me to update this; I have had some computer problems and two rowdy toddlers with a taste for destruction. Hope everyone enjoys, and as always thanks for reading.

When we were finished the server's appeared out of nowhere circling the table, and in a puff they were gone the food disappearing along with them. Eric leaned back against the chair giving me a dazzling smile.

"What?" I asked curious what he was smiling about so brightly.

"Nothing, I was just thinking about how easy it would be to steal you away. The worst part is that I think that you would secretly love it." He laughed and shook his head as if shaking the thought away. The worst part was I knew that I just might like it. I wasn't about to go there yet though things were too complicated to even travel down that road. I decided to laugh it off like a joke, not even wanting to think of it as a plausible thought.

"Mr. Northman your fishing poles are ready. I placed them by the front deck." Eric's obvious right hand man said as he stood there waiting to be dismissed. Eric waved him away, and stood to take my hand.

"Shall we Miss. Stackhouse?" he said slowly leading me to the front deck. I followed him to the deck that must have been freshly polished because it sparkled in the sunlight. I leaned against the reeling as he went to inspect the fishing poles.

That was when I felt to my great disappointment a very large rain drop slide down my cheek. Within seconds the rain began to pour down the rain pounding against the wooden deck. Eric sat the poles down racing to a hidden closet and pulled out an umbrella. He was there in an instant standing over me keeping me dry, we slowly made our back trying not to slip on the freshly polished wood.

He opened the door holding the umbrella over my head until I was tucked away in the large living room of the yacht. He slammed the door shut jumping inside in a hurry. He smiled at me with a devilish grin as I watched his hands slid down to his waist finding his shirt. He pulled at the edges of his shirt that now clung to every rippling muscle of his chest. "He wasn't going to do what I thought he was going to do." I thought as his shirt slowly began to inch up reveling and satisfying every fantasy I had ever had about him. I felt my chest start to fight to expel air that I hadn't realized I had been holding in. He threw the shirt down letting it fall against the back of a chair. He turned noticing my reaction to his bare chest letting an intensity enter his eyes that promised unknown pleasure. I felt the heat rush to my cheeks knowing that he knew that I was attracted to him seemed only to propel my hunger for him. I let my eyes fall to the floor, and I could have sworn I heard him laugh.

He found another secret compartment that was filled with lush ivory towels and got two out. He wrapped the warm towel slowly around my neck holding the edges tightly in his hands pulling me closer to him. All I could do was stare at him for some reason my whole body had committed mutiny. There was no denying that there was chemistry between us. It was as if a thousand firecrackers had been lit between us sparking and spitting fire. Every cell in my body reached for him, begging him to touch me. His eyes never shifted they just continuously started at me with a hungry expression. We heard the timer go off loudly in the nearby kitchen and the moment was broken. I had to get a hold of myself I was quickly losing control. "This is for work." I mentally repeated but even I knew that I was a liar.

"Sookie, I am really sorry about deep sea fishing. Name anything you want to do and we will do it?" He said softly catching me off guard. It was the same softness that he had used when I had been crying in his arms. I looked out the window the rain showed no sign of letting up. There really was nothing to do until the rain let up. I noticed in the corner a large TV that was surrounded by shelves filled with D.V.D's. Surly a movie would be safe as long as we stayed on opposite sides of the couch.

"Uh, we could watch a movie?" I looked around the room not wanting to meet his eyes still not sure if it was a good idea.

"Really, I offered anywhere you could possibly want to go to and you choose to stay here and watch a movie with me. I truly think that you are a gift from the gods." He gave a surprised laugh that I didn't quite understand. I found his comment a little odd, wondering why it was such a big deal to watch a movie.

"A lot of woman I normally see have the urge to see how much and how fast they can spend my money. It is unique to me to find someone that can enjoy a simple movie with me." I nodded, understanding how horrible it must feel to be used like that. I shivered, my cloths growing colder now that the rest of my body had dried. Eric noticed pulling another towel around me.

"Your freezing, I will be right back with some dry cloths." He rubbed my arms trying to warm me, then he was gone quickly darting into a room that was behind the kitchen. He returned seconds later with a grey t-shirt and a pair of navy blue sweat pants.

"Sorry this is all I have." He held put his hands offering the warm looking cloths to me. I wondered if it was such a great idea wearing his cloths that I could already smell his sent on. When I looked up he was giving orders to Mr. Right Hand Man. He was so commanding, and confidant just one of those people born to be a leader. When his minion had run off to do his bidding he turned back obviously wondering what I was still doing here in my wet cloths. Rather than admit that I had been watching him I said the first thing that came to mind.

"I didn't know where to change? Are you sure that it's ok if I wear these? I mean honestly I thought you would have t-shirts that had Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. You know just so you could keep track of the woman." I laughed at my own joke thinking of the women lined up with their individually weekday t-shirts.

"Just to let you know I do not bring women here nor do I disburse t-shirts. I am reward enough. As to my cloths I would very much like you to wear them." He gave me a wicked grin, and pointed me down the hall towards the bedroom that he had previously entered. I closed the door as I stepped inside taking in the appearance of his room. It was completely clean and organized with warm natural browns and dark blues. Everything about the space was calming, and not the least bit over the top. I mean I had kind of expected a heart shaped bed, and I full spin out bar or something just as lavish. Everything about Eric Northman was surprising. He was so different than I had imagined him. He was this cool, and confidant hard man on the outside that used sarcasm like a weapon, but on the inside he was all secret softness. I checked my reflection, finding most of the make-up I had applied had washed away with the rain. I ran my fingers through my untangling it, and tucked it behind my ears. I took off the wet sticky cloths, and replaced them with Eric's warm ones. I had to roll the sweat pants three times to fit my around my hips. His shirt pooled around me, it was defiantly a lot more comfortable but it was about as form fitting as a potato sack.

He defiantly would not be lusting after me wearing this. That should have made me feel better but it didn't. I pulled the door open, ready for laughter but instead he only looked at me with a hooded expression. His crystal blue eyes were on fire as he stared at me. I almost wanted to look behind me searching for someone worthy of such a stare, but I was the only one there. I broke the stare by taking in everything that he had accomplished in a short amount of time. There was a verity of candy that had been poured into a large decorative bowls that lined the counter in the kitchen. Curtains had been pulled all around blocking out what little light was left from the storm. There also was a movie in ready to play with the press of a button. All the servants had disappeared, and we were the only ones left. I rounded the couch sitting as far away from him as possible. He offered me a huge movie style bucket that was filled to the brim with buttered popcorn.

"How can you eat that? We just ate not long ago." I giggled as he continued to shovel the popcorn in.

"I think that you have a problem. I really don't know how you stay so buff eating like that?" I said still laughing. He stopped mid shovel, and raised his eyebrows.

"You think that I am buff?" He asked with a sly grin. What did he want me to tell him he was an Adonis. So I did what every female does best I rolled my eyes. That only made him laugh harder.

"So this is a simple movie to you?" I waved my hand around gesturing to all the candy and curtains, trying to change the subject so he would stop laughing at me.

"Well I can't be too boring. I have to impress you a little." He said growing more serious.

"You know you can sit closer I don't bite? You look very uncomfortable, I promise to keep my hands to myself." He said holding his hands up like that would reassure me.

"I'm fine, what are we watching?" I assured him, and let my gaze fall to the pause button on the dark screen.

"Indecent Proposal thought it would it sounded a little familiar." He shrugged as if it was nothing hitting the play button.

The movie contained secret's, lies, and of course a love triangle. The more the movie continued the more the tension eased. I noticed that he had slowly inched closer to me. I wondered if he was going to do the arm around the neck move, but as promised he kept his hands to himself. The next movie was a comedy called Norbit. We both couldn't contain our laughter throughout the movie. Somehow by the end of the second movie I was having so much fun I had forgotten about everything else. Eric stood up untwisting his legs, and checked outside to see if the rain had stopped but it was still pouring down giving no mercy.

"I have a surprise movie for you?" I looked at him curious, wondering what it could be. I suddenly saw the title Star Wars flash across the screen.

"Really?" I said, rolling my eyes again. Actually I didn't mind star wars, but I just liked teasing him. He gave me a playful frown.

"Alright, you got me it's a good movie." I laughed again, it seemed like all we had done was laugh. I really liked this Eric. He sat back down right next me. I started to argue, but he had been like he said on his best behavior. Plus this was all innocent, maybe we could be friends. I laid my head on the back of the couch; snuggling in to watch the movie.

I woke up to see the end credits playing on the screen. Had I really fallen asleep in the middle of the movie? I had to be the most boring person ever. I felt what I thought to be a soft pillow move under my head. I opened my eyes looking up to meet Eric's icy blues eyes that were filled with emotion that I had no idea how to comprehend. I had fallen asleep in his lap? This was so embarrassing.

"I'm sorry?" I started to move but his hand cupped my face.

"For what, you're amazing?" He looked so sincere that it sent my heart into overload. I wanted him so badly that I could taste him on my lips. I let all the emotion that I felt for him travel to my eyes. Every reason why I shouldn't do this be damned. I wanted this. He pulled me up to him, running his hand through my hair he brought his mouth to mine softly. A thousand firecrackers was to weak a phrase for how it felt when his lips touched mine. It felt like a nuclear boom went off around us. I moaned against mouth, and I felt his restraint snap. He captured my mouth rolling me over to lie against the couch. My mind was numb, and all I felt was the heat from his kisses that seemed to start a fire deep inside me. I rocked against him as I felt him harden and press against me. His hands traveled underneath my shirt slipping up to the edges of my bra.

"Sir, the rain has stopped. I tried knocking, but no answered." The minion said in loudly yelling through the door trying to make sure his orders had been carried out. Eric groaned lifting himself up; staring at me waiting for the realization to hit me that we had made out like teenagers. I was confused even more about what I wanted now, but I didn't regret it. I had never been kissed like that, and it was probably the best make out session of my life. It made what I had with Bill look so tame. My mind was in knots as I tried to make sense of things. He kept searching my eyes, waiting to see what I was going to do.

"Sir!" Minion repeated this time growing more frantic.

"Just a second." Eric struggled to get the words out his eyes still never leaving mine.

"Wow." Was all I managed to croak out as I finally sat up.