A/N: Well, I'll tell you one thing… Eric is a dirty boy. Did we already know that? *nods* But he did his best and was a perfect gentleman. Let's just see what he was thinking…

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EPOV

To say I was shocked to see Sookie standing outside of my door would have been an understatement. But what was more shocking was my reaction. If I had any less control, I would have pounced on her right then and there. Seeing her in the tiny excuse for a pajama set was almost more than I could bear. I was instantly erect at the sight of her hardened nipples peaking through the thin fabric.

Then she started touching me and I nearly came undone. I was trying my damnedest to stay focused on finding out what had her spooked but she was making it extremely hard. In every fucking sense of the word.

Needless to say, when she tried to rip the towel from me I started thinking less with the head on top of my shoulders. I was going to get to the bottom of what happened. That filth had marked her and if she hadn't stopped me, I would have hunted him down and drained every last drop of blood from his body.

As soon as she started kissing me and touching me, I knew I would never in my life get enough of her. If Sookie had not had her eyes close so tightly, she would have seen all the distorted and horrible faces I was making. Just the feel of her hot little mouth on my cock and I knew it was going to take some sort of miracle for me not to spill my load then.

Her nipples were taunting me as the rubbed up and down the inside of my thighs with her every movement and I simply had to touch them. The noise she makes sends vibrations through my entire body and I was desperate for a distraction. When she thought she had done something wrong, it was all I could do not to laugh. This woman had me about to spill my load in a matter of seconds, and she thought she was doing something wrong.

The distraction doesn't help in the way I was hoping it would, because as soon as I taste her I can feel my release coming ahead full steam. But I try my hardest to hold back until she had reached her release. That in itself was enough to send me over the edge. But god help me, I still wanted more of her.

I pulled her to me and ignored the heat coming off of her center as it grazed my flesh, sending the beast within me that wanted to pillage her and make her mine into near convulsions.

I honestly couldn't help but to enjoy the fact that I was having the same effect on her when I caught her checking me out. She was beautiful and every curve of her body taunted me and teased me. I wanted to lick and kiss every glorious inch of her skin. Sookie excused herself to the bathroom and I used that time to try and clear my head of all the thoughts of having her in my bed, and how I really wanted to HAVE her in my bed. I needed to find out what had happened.

So when she returned, I had screwed my head back into place and I was a bit more focused. So I pulled her close and asked her to tell me what was really going on. She fit so perfectly in my arms; it felt as if she truly belonged there. I held her close and listened to her every word as if I could listen to her talk forever. I was falling hard and falling fast for Sookie Stackhouse; even I could recognize that fact.

If it weren't for her being in my arms when she talked of her ex, I most certainly would have chased down the scum and threatened him within an inch of his life for the things he had done to her. No matter how brave she thought she was or how strong she thought she could be. I knew that if anything ever happened to her, I would kill him, or anyone else that threatened her for that matter. I would give my own life to protect hers.

Strange emotions flooded my body as I curled into her to sleep. But most of all it just felt like home.

SPOV

When I awoke, I found that I had not only kicked all the covers off of me in my sleep, but I was wrapped around Eric like he was some sort of security blanket. My left leg was wrapped and twisted around his right and my left arm was draped across his smooth chest. My head had buried itself under his arm to where my nose was practically imbedded in his armpit. I took a deep breath and enjoyed his delicious scent.

Irish Spring...

"Sookie?" Eric growled as he stiffened next to me and tapped my hip nervously.

I looked up to him hesitantly, but my eyes didn't make it very far before they noticed the rather large tent in his pants that I was inevitably making worse. "Sorry." I mouthed as I wiggled free and went to the bathroom. I heard Eric gasp as I made it through the door and realized that my pajama bottoms had ridden up in such a way that you could tell I didn't have on any underwear. Double oops.

I cleaned up and returned to find Eric had already dressed, thank goodness. I didn't know how much I could handle of seeing him exposed and aroused today. I'd never get anything done.

I never ever had felt this way with Bill, which was weird. We dated only for about a month, but he never aroused me the way Eric could even with just a look. All I could ever force myself to do was kiss him, and that in its self was work. It felt as if he was trying to make it down to my stomach with his tongue. Maybe it was because, even in my subconscious, I knew what a creepo Bill really was.

Eric followed me to my apartment and waited patiently in the living room while I got dressed for the day. I walked back in the living room to tell him I was ready and had to stifle a laugh. He was standing there in all his six plus feet with his hands crossed in front of him looking like my own personal body guard.

"Come on Kevin." I said with a snicker. "Let's do this." I took his hand as he followed me, laughing.

So the whole restraining order thing was not at all what I had expected. I mean, seriously, what the heck is a piece of paper going to do? But it seemed to give Eric some sort of peace of mind, so I acquiesced.

Eric said he had a lot of paper work and work orders to get done before he came to the restaurant tonight. So, I left him at his office with a kiss that left the both of us breathless and stumbling backwards. Then turned hesitantly toward the elevator to return one of the now fifteen calls I had missed from Amelia.

"God, girl. Where have you been?" Amelia squeaked as her greeting.

"It's a long story. You want to meet for breakfast?" I was starved and she agreed.

"Are you going to spill the beans on what's been going on between you and THE BOSS?" She asked just as I was about to hang up.

"Later." I said and then hung up. Let her suffer a bit longer, because lord knows she's going to make me suffer as she strangles every last detail from my big mouth. I knew I'd spill, no matter how much I wanted to leave out.

Amelia had been there for me through a lot, so I trusted her with everything. I never kept secrets from her, for lots of reasons. One, she never judged me. Two, she was just that kind of friend. You know the kind that calls you on your bull, but will hug you all in the same breathe. I loved her.

In spite of everything the only thing I was afraid to tell her about was exactly how hard I had fallen for Eric. I was completely and utterly infatuated with him, maybe even more. I had never felt the kinds of things I was feeling for him. And, it scared the life out of me.

Eric's door was closed when I made it through the lobby and I didn't want to disturb him. Not that I missed him already. Who am I kidding, I was dying to see him and it had only been thirty minutes. But I didn't want anything to keep him from coming to the restaurant tonight. So, I passed it by and was sitting at one of the diner tables on the sidewalk waiting for Amelia within five minutes.

I went ahead and ordered some beignets and a ridiculously expensive coffee with way too much milk, while I waited. Amelia bounced to the seat across from me about five minutes later.

"Hiya Sook." She chirped as she pinched a piece off my beignet. "How are thiiiings?" And the way she said 'things' I knew she was talking about Eric.

"Good, Amelia." I said with a smile. "Really good." Except for the part about Bill.

I must have made a face because Amelia chimed in "What's wrong? He's not pressuring you, is he?"

"No!" I said a bit louder than I needed to. "Eric has been great. Matter of fact, I think I am the one that had been pushing things farther, it seems." I admitted. "Bill showed up last night. Eric made me get a restraining order this morning."

"What?!" Amelia shouted and I hushed her. "What happened? Why would you need a restraining order?"

I told her about what happened the previous night and that I had stayed with Eric, just to be safe. I saw the smile play on her lips when I told her about sleeping with him, but she kept her mouth shut. At least for a minute anyway.

"Sooo… is he anatomically correct?" Amelia purred.

"Amelia!" I chided, unable to hide the blush as it flooded my cheeks.

"Spill."

So I did. I told her only as much as was required, foregoing any embarrassing details. Such as our first encounter and not indulging her when she asked me to 'show' her how big he was.

"Are you trying to sleep your way to the top, Stackhouse?"

"The top of what, exactly?" I said with a laugh. "Besides we aren't sleeping together in that sense. Well, not yet anyway." I regretted it as soon as it came out of my mouth.

"So, you are planning on doing the deed with him, then." She asked trying her best at nonchalance.

"Planning is way too strong a word. But I'll admit, I have never wanted to so badly in my life." My voice sounded sad and I didn't know if it was because I was scared of actually doing the deed or why my feelings for Eric were so strong.

"So what did Eric have to say about Bill?"

"Not too much, but I'll tell you Amelia, he sure looked like he wanted to kill him. I have never seen someone look so scary. Unfortunately, I just thought it was sexy as heck." I admitted.

Amelia snickered but then looked at me seriously. "You really should be careful, about Bill I mean. If you won't stay with Eric, you could come and stay with me. But this is serious, Sookie, you should take it seriously. I always knew Bill was a creep."

"I won't let him run me from my place Amelia. That would not only make me a coward, but it would make me look weak as well. I am perfectly capable of handling myself. Besides, if he comes around again I will call the police." I responded sharply.

"Sometimes Sookie, you just need to let someone else take care of you. Sometimes being so independent will get you in trouble. I'm not saying this to be mean, you know I love you." She paused, and took my hand in hers. "But seriously, your stubborn streak can really be annoying and it could wind up getting you hurt, or worse."

I tried to take her words to heart as we paid the checks, said our goodbyes, and made our separate ways. But, I couldn't help but be pissed off. Not at Amelia, but at Bill for putting me in this situation. I shouldn't have to go running because he insists on being creepy. He never did anything to physically hurt me when we were together. And I seriously doubted if he would ever really do anything to hurt me now. Bill just wanted to scare me.

Boy was I wrong.

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