Chapter Two

After she finished her food, they made their way outside and she walked over to the parked car.

"Oh, we're not taking that tonight." He stopped her and she looked at him with confusion. He held his hand out to her. She swallowed hard as she walked over to him. It was very reminiscent of when he had flown her home after he had told her about Bill's decision to die.

"Is the car not good enough?" She got up to him and he smirked.

"Not for this."

She put her hand in his.

"Do you trust me?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Sometimes." She laughed nervously and then he was lifting her up as she gasped. He held her like she was weightless. Being this close to him was affecting her more than she would have liked.

"Probably not the best outfit for this." He glanced down at her short dress and before she could respond they were flying up high in the air.

She was in awe as he gave her a scenic tour of Italy's nightlife. Every building was lit and she could make out the cars on the street as they flew overhead. He pointed out various buildings and gave historical backgrounds. It was like being with a tour guide but a million times better. The last time she was in his arms like this it had been a quick trip from work to home. Nothing like this would compare.

They landed by what looked like a church. She was nearly breathless from the flying as she tried to stand on unsteady legs.

"I'm not against carrying you if I need to." He smirked.

"I'm fine. It's not every day you get an ariel tour of Italy." She laughed.

"I take it that you liked it?" He smirked.

She rolled her eyes and then looked at the old building in front of them. "I never thought of you as the church kind."

"It's not a church. Come see." He walked up to the doors but it was clearly closed but that didn't stop him as he spoke to the guard and then the doors were opened. He waved her over and she looked at him suspiciously.

"Did you just glamour him?"

"Well, it's better than breaking and entering." He walked inside and she did too. The lights all came on one by one as her eyes got wide. It's the Santa Maria delle Grazie."

"It's beautiful but I hate that you glamoured someone to get us inside."

"It's not like I can take you during the day plus it's fine. I will make a donation."

"You really have everything figured out don't you, Eric."

"What can I say, I am a modern-day Casanova."

She walked past him and rolled her eyes, but she was in awe. The paintings on the walls were beyond beautiful. She had never seen anything like this before. She walked up to the Last Supper painting. It was huge. She looked up at it.

"Want a closer look?" He neared her and before she could answer him, he pulled her close. His arms wrapped around her body and then they were floating up toward the painting.

"Now you are just showing off." She tried not to pay attention to the way his body felt pressed against hers. It was such an intimate feeling.

She looked at the painting and all the small details that she had never seen before. She could see the brush strokes of each person. "This is incredible. I have no words." She looked up at him and he was just staring at her. "Did you know him?"

"Leo? Eh, the guy was a weirdo."

"You knew Leonardo Davinci?"

"I hung out with him a few times."

"You hung out with him!" She was in shock.

"When you are as old as I am, you get to meet a lot of people." They slowly floated back to the ground.

She began to walk around the museum and look at other paintings. He gave her backgrounds on some as they made their way around.

"Do you want to see The Colosseum?"

"Really?" Her eyes got wide with excitement.

They left and he lifted her up once more before taking off into the night sky. He took the scenic route and it still took them hours. By the time they got there, it was nearly midnight. They landed inside it.

"See I don't always have to glamour someone to get places." He smirked as they walked around.

They got back to his villa and the sun was about to rise.

"Did you enjoy yourself?"

"Uh, yeah. That was insane, Eric. Seriously."

He smiled proudly. "Good, tonight I will let you pick the place."

"Aren't you supposed to be heading back to the states?"

"You can't expect me to go tonight. The sun is almost up not to mention I have been flying you around for hours tonight. Seriously Sookie, a man needs to rest." He smirked as he walked past her.

"Eric." She called and he stopped walking but he didn't face her. "Thanks."

"Goodnight, Sookie." He continued walking as he disappeared down the hall.

She slept like a baby and woke up late in the afternoon. Her sleep cycle was already being affected but thankfully she didn't have to go to work. It was hard living her life around vampires. She couldn't help but get caught up in their routine. This was something she wanted to get away from and yet here she was with Eric in tow.

Maria had made a delicious lunch with a sandwich and soup. The food just tasted better in Italy.

Sookie spent the rest of her afternoon lounging around and enjoying the peace and quiet. Truth be told she sort of missed having Eric there to talk to. She was half tempted to watch him sleep but she thought better of it. She knew he slept naked and the last thing she needed was to put herself in that situation.

She had promised herself after Bill died that she wouldn't get into another relationship or situation ship better yet. It was about time that she stayed single and enjoyed her own company for once.

He wasn't kidding when he said he had an indoor pool. It was massive and the floors were Italian marble. The ceilings were vaulted and had huge skylights. The view outside was gorgeous.

She stripped down to her bra and panties quickly and jumped in. The water was warm and inviting. She swam across the large surface and then looked up as Maria came walking in.

"I thought you could use a refreshment." She placed a tray by the side of the pool and Sookie tried not to flush as she looked up at this older woman. Maria didn't seem phased at all with her basically in her underwear. She swam to the side of the pool as Maria left and she grabbed the tall glass. She sipped the cool liquid. White wine, one of her favorites. She inhaled deeply and for a moment she pretended that this was her place.

"Glad you are enjoying the pool." Eric's voice startled her as she turned and faced him.

"It's not dark yet. You are supposed to be sleeping." She tried to hide her body under the water as he walked over.

"I woke up early." He knelt beside the pool and touched it with his hand.

"But the sun." She looked up at the skylights.

"Oh, those are UV protected." He stood up and began to remove his t-shirt as her eyes got wide.

"What are you doing?"

"What's it look like? Going to take a swim." He tossed his shirt on the ground and then proceeded to remove his jeans which left him in a pair of black boxer briefs. She quickly turned away. Before she could say anything, she heard a splash as he jumped in. She turned and saw his silhouette under the water. He shot past her like a rocket, and she gasped as she held onto the side of the pool. He came up out of the water and the way the water ran down his body should have been illegal. He shook his wet hair and she honestly had never seen a sexier sight. "So how did you spend your afternoon?"

Sookie could barely speak as she tried to look at everything but him. He swam over to her, and she swallowed hard.

"Just this and that." She sipped her drink and he grinned.

"Good. You deserve to relax every once in a while." His eyes darted over her attire, and she never felt more vulnerable. "I remember this." He touched the strap of her bra as it clung to her shoulder.

"Creepy." She laughed nervously. "Plus, it's brand new, so..."

"No, I remember it. It's not new."

She rolled her eyes. "What do you have like an itemized list of my clothing."

"Only the ones I have taken off you personally." He licked his lips, and she felt the temperature spike. She felt her cheeks flush heavily as she clung to the side of the pool. "I also remember the way you would blush like that."

"It's not fair for you to do that." She felt her heart racing.

"Do what?" He inched closer to her.

"What happened between us was purely situational. You weren't in your right mind, and neither was I for that matter." She tried to move past him, but he reached out and touched her arm.

"Circumstances may have helped a little but there was always something there."

"I was with Bill for the majority of the time I knew you." She slowly pulled her arm back from him and began to swim away.

"Even then, like back in Texas, with Godrick." His voice was deeper and more serious as he spoke.

"Oh, you mean when you tricked me into drinking your blood? Great times." She rolled her eyes and quickly got out of the pool. She ran over to a nearby towel, but Eric was already there. She sucked in a deep breath. He picked up the towel and then looked her body up and down so slowly that she literally could feel a trail of fire left in its wake. The water dripping from his body and hair made him look like a Viking god. The outline of his penis against his wet boxers made her mouth water. She needed to get away from him and fast! "Can I have the towel, please?" She crossed her arms over her chest.

"You act like we're strangers. I've tasted every part of your body."

"But you were different back then." She kept her hand out for the towel, but he held it back from her. "Fine, whatever." She turned from him and scrambled to pick up her clothes.

"I never stopped loving you, Sookie." His words caught her off guard and she stopped. "I said it to you once before, but you weren't ready to hear it."

She slowly turned and faced him. "Don't do this, please."

"Why not? We're both adults. Why should we keep tip-toeing around this." He dropped the towel to the ground and made a beeline for her.

"Eric, stop." She put her hand up as he stopped in front of her.

"There is nothing standing in our way."

"That doesn't mean that is a good thing. It would never work between us."

"Why? Besides the obvious, give me another reason why?"

"When was the last time you killed someone?"

"That's not a fair question."

She sighed and rolled her eyes. "When was the last time you were in an actual relationship?"

Now he did get quiet as he tried to remember. He answered as honestly as he could. "Never."

She was actually shocked by his words. She knew that he wasn't one to settle down, but she was sure that he had to have been with someone for some amount of time.

"What about Pam?"

He began to laugh. "You think that Pam and I were together?" He laughed even harder. "We may have had some fun over the years but if you haven't noticed Pam isn't exactly rooting for the guys."

"So, you have never been in like a real relationship, ever?"

"Maybe I don't like to settle."

"You're a thousand years old."

"My point exactly but now I have someone that I want to do that with."

"You can't possibly mean that. Look at us. We're complete opposites. For instance, I like to go in the sun, a lot."

"Do you want me to stand in the sun to prove to you that I want to be with you? I will."

"No, don't do that." She grabbed his arm. Part of her wasn't sure he was going to run out into the sun right now.

"We never had a real chance. Why not now?"

She let go of his arm but he grabbed it and placed it over his heart. "If this could beat, it would because of you." Seconds later his mouth was crashing into hers. He pulled her close as one hand wrapped around her back and the other on the back of her head. He moved them swiftly until her back was against the wall. She moaned softly in his mouth as his kiss did things to her body that should not be possible.

He pulled back as she panted heavily. He brushed a piece of her hair back behind her ear. "You should get dressed. I'm taking you out on a date." He stepped back from her.

"Wait, what?" She was still breathless as she stood there. Her body literally screamed to feel his hands and mouth.

He smiled devilishly as he walked toward the door. He looked back at her. "I won't let you use my body for sex, Miss Stackhouse."

Her eyes got wide as she stared at him. She flushed deeply. "Seriously, Eric!" She was beyond sexually frustrated now. She began to walk over to him, and he put his hand up.

"No. I don't have sex on the first date." He smirked.

"Really? Like you are going to do this right now? Out of all the times?" She looked down at her body and slowly up. Her eyes locked in on his and he smiled.

"Yep." He turned from her.

"Fine, ok. Fine. I will go on this date thing with you." She huffed loudly. "Now can you please come back here." She had never in her life begged a man for sex but right now her body ached for him so badly that she could barely think straight.

He stopped once more and faced her. "What would my emotional counterpart do?" He grinned and then stepped closer to her. He had a devilish grin on his face again. "Would he carry you to the bed and make love to you all night?" He closed in the distance as she sucked in a deep breath. "Is that what you want? Or do you want me to fuck you on every surface in this whole place?"

She felt a pool of wetness between her legs, and she could barely breathe.

"Which one is it, Miss Stackhouse?"

She went to speak but then his phone rang. They both looked it on the ground by his jeans.

"I'm not answering that." He looked back at her. It kept ringing.

"It might be important."

"I'm sure it's not. You didn't answer the question." The phone continued to ring obnoxiously. "Give me one second." He walked over. "This better be important." He answered angrily. She watched him as his body stiffened. "What? How long has it been going on?" He ran a hand through his hair with frustration. "No. I got it. I will be there as soon as possible." He hung up and sighed deeply.

"Everything ok?" He looked horribly upset and it made her worry. The only times she ever saw him look this upset was during some very dark times.

"I um. I have to go." He began to retrieve his clothes from the floor and put them on.

"What happened?"

"It's Fangtasia. Some issues have come up."

"Oh and you are just leaving just like that?" She hated that she felt bad that he was going to drop everything they were just discussing to go back to his normal life. "You know what, it's fine. It's cool." She grabbed the towel and wrapped it around herself.

"Don't be upset ok. I will make it up to you."

"I'm not upset." She huffed. Honestly, she was devastated and horny as fuck.

He walked over to her. "I don't want to just fuck you, ok. I want to do all the things, but I really, really do want to fuck you."

She swallowed hard.

"But this thing is somewhat urgent." He touched the side of her face. "You deserve better than a five-minute screw."

"Yes, I do." She stood up straighter.

"I'm going to come back as soon as I can. I just need to fix a few things."

"You're not going to kill someone, are you?" Her eyes got wide.

"It's not the plan." He smirked and she rolled her eyes. "I'm not perfect Sookie, you know that better than anyone."

"It's fine, really. This trip here is for me anyway and how can I possibly find myself with you around." She laughed nervously.

"As your boyfriend, I approve." He grinned.

"That's very presumptuous of you, Mr. Northman." She smiled playfully.

"I always get what I want Sookie." He was in front of her within seconds. "Do you want me?"

She sucked in another deep breath. "Yes." The words barely left her mouth.

"What do you want me to do to you?" His voice was raw and sensual. His hand slid over her neck and then down her chest. He unlatched the towel from her body as it fell to the ground. Her desire matching his. "Tell me." His fingers wrapped around her bra strap and then he was roughly yanking it down.

"I want you to fuck me." She swallowed hard before his mouth was crashing into hers with a passion that she never felt before in her life. Not even with Bill.

He pulled his mouth from her and looked at her wildly. "I don't have much time."

"I don't care." She pulled his mouth against hers. She bit his lower lip and his eyes seemed to glow. Soon her bra and panties were being torn from her as she gasped.

He tore his lips from her and groaned. "I really loved that fucking bra." His mouth latched onto her exposed nipples, and she cried out in pleasure. He shoved his jeans and boxers down enough to expose his erection. He lifted her up as her legs wrapped around his waist and then he was entering her hard. The sounds emanating out of him were that of an animal. He grunted and thrust into her so fast that her orgasm never hit a plateau. They seem to be never-ending. She clawed against his back and pulled at his hair.

She watched as his fangs descended as he fucked her. The moment took her over and soon she was offering her neck to him. He didn't waste a second as he pierced her skin. He growled against her neck and then quickly pulled back. The look in his eyes was raw passion. He was still embedded deep inside her as he bit against his wrist and held it to her.

"Eric." Her voice was full of emotion.

"You are mine." He moved his hand closer to her. "I am yours."

She grabbed his hand and eagerly sucked against his wrist. He began thrusting again but this time it was slower and deeper than before.

She pulled her mouth from his wrist and just looked at him. Their mouths collided instantly. She moaned over and over as her orgasms came one right after another once more.