I just wanted to say at the start of the chapter that I am really really sorry for not updating yesterday, but I was away doing some shopping (at the Abbey Centre in case anybody is wondering). When I came back, I was completely and utterly knackered. But I still had plans on writing this chapter. Then I decided to put on the new box set that I had bought. After watching the first episode and half of the second one, I fell asleep. Didn't wake up until this morning ... oh well ...

This chapter is for SuzyQ59, who agrees that Sookie doesn't plan on sharing ...

SPOV

"Sophie Anne, you knew whenever we hooked up – from even before we hooked up, that what we were doing was either a one time thing or a fuck buddy type of relationship. I don't want to be your boyfriend. Not even your fuck buddy come to think of it. I hate your guts, and if you don't stop talking this complete and utter crap. Get it through your thick skull. I never want to see your face again." Eric retorted.

That made me feel a little bit better. He didn't want her. Mind you, he never actually said that he wanted me either. Oh God. I hate this. I hate the jealousy – that I feel if another woman propositions Eric. I hate that Bill still affected me in this way.

"I want only my lover." Eric finished.

Phew. He did want me. I quickly gathered enough confidence to climb up beside Eric and Sophie Anne.

She was still begging him. He was still ignoring her requests. Eric, who saw me coming (no pun intended!), grinned from ear to ear. I couldn't help the small smirk that appeared on my lips.

"Hi! It's Sophie Anne isn't it? I just wanted to let you know that he is mine and if I have anything do with it, that status won't change. And, should you ever manage to steal him off of me, I will forget more than you will ever know about him. So just remember that."

And with that, I walked straight over to Eric, plonked myself on to his lap and kissed him hard. He returned the kiss with just as much ferocity.

SPOV

Despite doing almost everything within my power to get rid of this Sophie Anne, - well, everything without physically dragging her from the bar. That would be entertaining but would also be extremely bad for business.

Whenever I plonked on to the top of Eric's knees, I had thought that Sophie Anne would get the message and just bugger off.

But, I had no such luck.

She just continued.

"Eric ... you don't have to do this ... you can just come home with me ..." Sophie was literally begging me now.

I had had enough. I couldn't be bothered with her anymore. But, Eric was probably even more pissed off with her than I was. Before I could even say anything, Eric beat me to it.

"Sophie... would you just fuck off"

To my complete and utter amazement, she turned with a huff and proceeded to walk down the dias onto the dance floor, and strutted – very unsuccessfully – towards the entrance to the club.

If I thought that was the last I'd ever see of her, I was sorely wrong.

But, just at that moment, I didn't care, because Eric once more dipped his head towards me and kissed me slowly but passionately. I had never felt so loved, or so wanted in my life before I did in that moment.

Sophie Anne could just sit on it and spin.

That was just how we passed the next hour.

It wasn't long until closing time and, after quickly closing the bar, Eric and I headed back to his place, where, even though it was about 3 am in the morning, we both settled down to watch some tv show that Eric had on dvd. I didn't know what it was, but it was something that I thoroughly enjoyed, even though I didn't usually like anything that wasn't romance or comedy – it was something about the American invasion of Iraq in 2003. – a war series. It had lots of men in army (marine?) uniforms and military equipment. All of the soldiers had to have been at least 6 feet tall and one of them even looked like Eric.

There was even some humor in it – like for example, when the men are on the move, the four people in the first military land rover – one was the Seargent who also had a gun in the passenger seat, a driver, a reporter and another soldier, who was basically the stupid one, randomly began singing Tainted Love and in another episode, one of the guys were singing Avril Lavigne's Ska8r Boi. I found the whole thing hilarious.

When all 7 episodes were over, it must have been about 10am. And neither of us had been to sleep yet, so we both decided that, even though we didn't feel sleepy, we would go to bed to sleep – no funny business.

I am really really sorry about the short chapter but, I was completely engrossed in the box set that I have been watching.

Also, I will dedicate the next chapter to all of the people out there who get the name of the tv show correct. Just review or PM me if you have any ideas as to what show it is. It is also the box set that I was watching. That's where the inspiration comes from – hint, hint Lisa!

Love and Hugs.