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I'll always remember
It was late afternoon
It lasted forever
And ended too soon
You were all by yourself
Staring up at a dark gray sky
I was changed
In places no one would find
All your feelings so deep inside (deep inside)
It was then that I realized
That forever was in your eyes
The moment I saw you cry
The moment that I saw you cry
It was late in september
And I've seen you before (and you were)
You were always the cold one
But i was never that sure
You were all by yourself
Staring at a dark gray sky
I was changed
In places no one would find
All your feelings so deep inside (deep inside)
It was then that I realized
That forever was in your eyes
The moment I saw you cry
I wanted to hold you
i wanted to make it go away
I wanted to know you
I wanted to make your everything, all right...
I'll always remember...
It was late afternoon...
In places no one would find...
In places no one would find
All your feelings so deep inside (deep inside)
It was then that I realized
That forever was in your eyes
The moment I saw you cry
(Mandy Moore - Cry)
EPOV
Sunday went by in silence. We hanged out around the house, cooked light meals, laughed and made love whenever we wanted it. I craved to feel her under me, to feel her flesh next to mine, but I knew we had to take some breaks sometimes. We were easy, just like I expected. It was easy to love her and our relationship was uncomplicated. I guess that's how it is when you know the final destination of the trip you're taking.
I watched her nap, the sunset bathing her skin and I remembered the day I met her. I had seen her around during the summer, at the grocery store and in the market, but we had never talked, despite the furtive glances she was throwing me.
School started and we shared a class, but we had yet to discuss past "Hello". I was shy back then and so was she. It was this dark, clouded day and the rain was looming in. I found her under the big oak tree in the back of the school yard. She was alone and she had been crying, looking up at the sky, struggling to reign in her tears.
I remember the rage I felt boiling under my skin like it was yesterday. I wanted to know what had hurt her and I wanted to make it better. We talked that day, although she was quite reserved in what she'd say. I guess it was only fair since I was the new kid in town and she didn't know me. She said it had been a day just like that one, eight years before, when her parents died. She was so sad I was having troubles reigning in the desire to embrace her. She looked up at me at one point and thanked me for being there for her. I knew in that instant that our eyes connected that I'd love her forever. In the months that followed we grew closer and closer together, but I could only hope that she'd love me back.
And now she did. She loved me with as much passion as I loved her. She saw the same future as I did.
I kept thinking of what mother had in that box at the bank. I wondered what she'd written me. I wanted to start planning the trip and I'd make sure to do just that on Monday.
I trailed my fingers up her spine and she purred in reaction. She stretched and turned towards me, pulling me in for a kiss and another round of love making. I never imagined she could be so passionate. I had never let myself dream of how she'd respond to me and how much she'd want me for fear of hurting myself. I had dreamt of her, of course, but my dreams could never do her justice. She was amazing and she was all mine.
Monday morning came and we made our way to the bank. She was this mixture of happy and nervous and I knew nothing could snap her out of it. I kept my hand on the small of her back and kissed her forehead every chance I got, but didn't intrude much further. She tried to say that she wanted to get the money out of her account and join it with mine, but I just convinced her that would just make thing more complicated. I just paid it myself. I told her that she could use the money to renovate the house and whatnot if we were ever to move there. She smiled at me, probably remembering something out of that dream she kept on having, which I knew, from what she'd told me before, that it took place in her old back yard. She agreed and went on to call the man from the bank to let him know about the money transfer. A smile grew on her face as she chatted with him.
"Really? Thank you so much!" she said and she was nearly jumping up and down. I had to smile too. It was contagious.
She interrupted the call and jumped into my arms. We were now in front of the bank so passersby were looking at us. Some were smiling and some were raising their eyebrow at our moment of public show of affection.
"He said we can meet him there now to give me the deed and keys and whatnot. He had already written them and only waited for the transfer to be complete. Thank you, thank you, thank you!" she chanted in my ear.
"You're more than welcome, love. Come on, let's get there now. We'll wait for him there," I told her and she agreed after kissing me.
We got into the car and I drove to Bon Temps. I parked in front of the house and she nearly ran to the porch. I joined her on the bench and she leaned into me.
"This place really needs fixing up, you're right," she said after a minute of looking at the walls.
"We could remodel it, make it more durable, paint it and buy new furniture that doesn't creak," I teased her.
"Sure. Do you like… want to move here? You invested a lot in your house…" she said, her eyes sad at the prospect.
"Don't be sad. It's just a house. My home is where you are and I don't care if it's my house, your house or a tent in the wild," I smiled at her.
"You always know what to say, don't you?" she asked kissing me softly on the lips.
The noise of a car engine caught my attention and my eyes wondered off to the street not that far away from Sookie's driveway. I thought I'd see the black car of "Mr. Gunner", but I saw the rear end of a white sedan that seemed awfully familiar. I shook of the feeling as the black SUV started up the driveway.
Sookie leapt to her feet and nearly ran to the car. I walked behind her and put my arm around her shoulder. As nice as Gunner had been, I wanted to make sure he had no ulterior motive to being so fast and attentive with Sookie's requests. His eyes fell to the hand I had on her shoulder and I knew I had been right. At least it was clear now. I stood up straight, pushing my chest out a bit. Silly, I know, but she was mine and hell if I'd let some sleazy asshole make a move on her.
She signed her name over the new property deed and asked me to sign as a witness, but then, she did something that surprised me. She asked him if I could be included in the contract as a co-owner. My mouth must have been hanging open cause she gently closed it for me with a little kiss. Apparently, we'd have to go to the notary to get an annex, but it could be done. He gave her the key and was on his way with a look of regret over his face. He really must have thought it was bullshit that I was her fiancé the last time we had seen each other.
"What's with the murdering look on your face?" she asked.
"He wasn't being nice for the sake of being nice. He wanted you. I don't think he believe I was your fiancé the last time we met here," I told her.
"Yeah, right. Anyway, I don't want him, cause I've got you. And he was right, you know, you're not my fiancé, Mr.!"
"Oh, that can be arranged," I told her and picked her up.
"Is that so?" she giggled as I pinched her ass with my right hand.
I knew this wasn't a topic to discuss lightly so I put her on her feet in front of the door.
"Sookie, I want you to know that I do intend to marry you soon and have you bear me many, many children. I will propose to you and I will make it special, just like you deserve. I don't care if this is soon, I want you forever. If you want to wait, we'll wait and have a long engagement, but it doesn't make a difference as far as I'm concerned. I've waited ten years to have you and my feelings won't change. I've told you this was not a trial for me and I meant it," I told her, looking into her eyes.
"No trial, no waiting," she said sniffling, her baby blue eyes filling with tears. "I don't care if it's soon and some would call it careless, but when you do propose to me, I'll say yes. Just so you know…" she beamed at me.
I scooped her up and kissed her. She opened the door and I crossed her the threshold.
"I have a feeling you particularly enjoyed doing that just now," she said and I kissed her instead of giving her an answer.
I put her down in the living room and she took out a pen and her notebook and started writing stuff.
"What are you doing?"
"Oh, noting stuff that needs to get done. I'm thinking we should get done with the hard part first, painting the house and reinforcing the walls and changing the windows and stuff. We can ask Alcide to talk to his dad about workers," she said and I agreed with her. Mr. Herveaux construction company could surely help us out and with Alc being our friend I was fairly certain we'd get a thorough job done.
"Did you mean that, by the way, with putting me on the deed as well?"
"Of course," she said, turning to me. "As you said, what's mine is yours, right?"
"So we're going to own a house together," I said smiling from ear to ear.
"Yep, sounds just like it," she said and reached up to kiss me.
We spent another hour in the house, imagining what colors we wanted and what fixtures and what furniture could go in which room.
We drove back to Shreveport, a serene atmosphere hanging around us. We were content. Life was perfect as far as I was concerned.
Sookie had a meeting with Stan so I drove to their house. The neighborhood they lived in was quite nice, although a little too "posh" for my taste, but then again that's what exuded out of every pore of Pam's skin.
I parked right next to her Bentley. I was very tempted to scratch it just to see how she'd react, but refrained. I knew I could afford the fix, but I did not want to be around when Pam's fury unleashed. We walked to the house hand in hand and got in without knocking. It was useless, they never heard it anyway.
"Well, hello you two lovebirds. You're in an awfully good mood," Pam said with a raised eyebrow when we found her.
"Hi, Pam," Sookie greeted, hugging her. "We just got my old house back from the bank," she announced excitedly, trying to overlook Pam's curiosity.
"Well, congratulations! We will celebrate soon, I hope," she smiled, genuinely happy for Sookie. I couldn't help but love the connection between the two of them. Sure, Sook had Diantha and Amelia, but they were definitely quirky with a twist of strange. Pam was fun, sociable and seemed to care for her. She didn't look to be the kind of person who let people in easily so it meant that much more that she had grown fond of Sookie.
We chatted for a few moments before Stan made his entrance. Pam and I let the two of them work on the book while we retreated to the terrace.
"You really love her," she said after a minute of looking over the horizon.
"I do. You care for her also," I told her.
"She's like the sister I never had. She's a bit younger than me so she awoke this protectiveness in me that I did not know was there. Don't hurt her," she turned her eyes to me and I could see the threat there mingled with her plea.
"I won't. I only want to make her happy. I've loved her for so long…"
"I know. I was just making sure you know you'd never find your balls if you ever hurt her," she said, back to her snarky self.
"I wouldn't have it any other way," I smirked at her.
We returned to the living room and found Sookie and Stan going over what looked to be the last pages of her book. I was so proud of her.
"You look like you've written the book yourself," Pam whispered.
"That's my girl who's getting published. I get to be cocky," I told her.
"When are you getting your ass to write?"
"I've actually started something. It's… well, it's actually a sort of love story. Two best friends who fall in love," I told her and my gaze found Sookie.
"Oh, I see. Well, I can't wait to read it when you're done. I'm sure it's going to be good if the short stories you showed me are anything like it," Pam said and we both smiled.
It was already evening when the two of them finished up and I drove Sookie home. We had some leftover food from Sunday so we didn't have to cook. We huddled up on the couch to watch some NCIS. She turned on her back at one point and we looked into each other's eyes. I bent forward a little and kissed her softly.
Her hand tangled in my hair and she pulled me in closer, her tongue sweeping over mine with passion. I rolled on top of her, reveling in the way her curves felt against my flesh. Her hands went to my back and her nails dug into my skin as my lips found her neck. She gasped and her back arched, pushing her breasts into my chest. Her fingers gathered the material of my shirt and she pulled at it until it was over my head.
Since I was already on my knees I unbuttoned her blouse slowly, trailing my fingertips between her breasts and making her gasp. Her shirt fell open and I was once again mesmerized by the perfect globes in front of me. I couldn't resist and bent forward, catching one of her nipples in my mouth. Her hands tangled in my hair, pressing my face to her flesh.
I peppered kisses on each of the girls and stated going down her abdomen until I reached the edge of her shorts. I hooked my fingers on the sides of the pants and she raised her hips to help me undress her. I delved between her thighs and licked her sex, parting her lips. Sookie opened her legs wider for me and blew a gush of air over her skin before licking her again, this time making sure to cross over her clit. She moaned deeply and her fingers pulled at my hair.
I kissed and nibbled at her nub and added a finger, pumping in and out of her. When I felt it slide with ease I added another and her moaning increased. I could feel her nearing the edge, so close to orgasm. I felt so powerful in that moment. I stopped my ministrations and rose to my feet, near the couch. The confused look on her face disappeared as I dropped my shorts to the ground.
"Suck me," I asked her. My voice was sure and it sounded more like a command, but she gave out a little moan before sitting up. My cock was right in front of her eyes and she licked her lips. I felt my knees weaken.
She leant forward and licked my head before her hand came up and wrapped around my cock. My eyes rolled in the back of my head as she laved me with her tongue. I moaned loudly when her lips finally made room for me in her mouth. Her hand kept pumping me as her head bobbed up and down my erection.
I felt like I was so close. My hand wrapped in her hair and I pushed her away from my cock. I could see the same fire in her eyes that was burning in mine. I turned her around and pushed her on her knees on the couch. Her hands landed on the back of the sofa and I positioned myself behind her. I pushed in one hard thrust and we both moaned at the connection.
Her hands gave out after a minute of my thrusts and she leaned over, burying her face in the back of the couch. My left hand was holding her to me, gripping at her hip, as my right one traveled between her legs. I wedged my fingers between her closed thighs and found her clit, applying pressure. There wasn't much room for me to work in, but I managed to move my fingers enough to have her panting again.
"Fuck, Lover! Cum with me," I asked of her and she let out a deep moan.
"Eric!" she shouted as her pussy started contracting around my dick.
I lost it then and gave myself over to the feeling of complete bliss. We stayed in that same position for a few more seconds as we gathered our wits around. I pulled out slowly and she whimpered at the loss. I scooped her up and took her to the bathroom upstairs.
She had a dreamy look on her face as I set her down in the shower tub. I climbed in next to her and started the water. I took the shower head off the hook and started watering our bodies. I passed it to her and reached out for the sponge, covered it with shower gel and started washing her skin. She giggled as I reached between her legs and cleaned her sex.
She took the sponge from my hand and used it to clean me up, paying special attention to my cock, as I had to her pussy. We rinsed off and I took one fluffy towel off the rack, helping her dry out. She was practically purring. I toweled off as well and then lead her to the bed.
"I'm going to check the door and kill the TV. I'll be right back," I told her and kissed her forehead.
I did my round in the house, checking the windows and terrace doors as well as the front door. I looked around the little table by the door, hoping I'd somehow find the extra key I hadn't seen in weeks. I was so messy sometimes. Who knew where it was? I shrugged it off and headed back to the living room, stopped the TV and the DVD player and shut off the light.
I climbed the stairs and found Sookie under the covers already. I settled next to her and hugged her body from behind.
"I love you," I told her in her ear.
"I love you too," she replied and twisted around to give me a kiss.
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