"Sookie?" I heard Bill asking and it sounded like he was far, far away, but I knew he was in front of me.
"What do you want?" I shouted, but I didn't know if I was shouting at Bill or vampire trio. I was also wondering, what Eric was doing here. I flinched, when Bill took a step toward me.
"Join our nest Bill. Forget these blood sacks," Diane told Bill as she stood behind him.
"Yeah. Mainstreaming is for pussies," Liam agreed. Diane was going to say something, but Eric interrupted her.
"I told you to get out. Bill, walk them out. I have things to discuss with Sookie," Eric said.
"Sookie is mine!" Bill said. I was really tired of hearing him saying that. Why did I let him do that before in the past…? Now I remember; it's for your protection, Sookie. Then what would keep me safe from you?
"Is she?" Eric smirked, "She doesn't smell like you…at all. Are you his, Sookie?"
"No," I said quietly after I gulped loudly. Was that right thing to say?
"I'm sorry I didn't hear you," Eric said as he put his hand to his ear to 'hear' me better.
"No, I am not," I said louder.
"Sookie!" Bill shouted like I was stupid.
"Eric told you to go," I said quietly.
"But…" he started to protest before Eric interrupted him.
"Do I have to remind you, Compton, that I am your sheriff?" I guess Bill couldn't protest to his sheriff, because he left with Malcolm, Liam and Diane.
"Well, that ain't right, him coming here like that," I heard someone saying as I turned around to look at Eric.
"What are you doing here?" I asked him and I saw from the corner of my eye that Sam was staring at me.
"Invite me in," Eric told me as we walked the stairs to my house. He couldn't tell me at the Merlotte's what he was doing in Bon Temps. Too many ears to hear, he said. Shifter could hear, he said. But did he explain about the shifter thing? No, of course not.
"Why?"
"We need to have a talk." I know I could and maybe even should argue with him, but what good would that too? He would persuade me to invite him in anyway.
"Would you please come in, Eric Northman?" I said before opening the door. And please don't make me regret it. He walked in my house and turned to look at me.
"It's… nice," he said before he turned his back to me again.
"Um… Thanks?" What else could I say, really? I shut the door and walked in front of him.
"Where would you like to have this… talk?" he asked me.
"At the living room?" I said as I pointed, where my living room was. We walked to my living room and after he sat down on my couch, I sat beside him.
"So…? Could you tell me n—" I couldn't end my question, because I suddenly felt his hands on my waist and before I knew it, I was sitting on his lap as he was smirking at me.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I screamed at him as I tried to escape from his lap, but he was holding me too tight. Not so tight that it hurt, but I just couldn't step away from his lap.
"What?" he said 'innocently'.
"What do you want?" I asked angrily, because he wouldn't let me go from his arms.
"I have a proposal for you," he said and let go of my waist and at first I didn't even want to leave his lap, but I hated that part of my brain right now and sat beside him again. He turned to look at me as he took something from his pocket.
"It's a contract for becoming my asset so no vampire can hurt you," he told me.
"Why would you do that?" I wondered aloud.
"Isn't it obvious? So no one can have you."
"You think that because of this contract, my legs would just magically open for you? That's what you want, right?"
"I wouldn't expect less from you, but I will get you in my bed, Sookie Stackhouse. Or on a floor whatever you prefer," he said smirking at me and I scoffed at him. But tiny part of me knew that he was right; some day he would have me, but I will try my hardest to resist him.