“I Want You to be mine.”
When Eric had left Sookie’s home, he was disappointed that he had to leave.
Oh I’ll be back soon enough.
He had expected her to fall back into Compton’s arms after being gone for so long. His heart swelled with happiness when she said she could trust Eric more than Bill. He was beaming at her when she insisted that he stay.
Why the change of heart though? He wondered this as he flew back to Fangtasia.
When he landed in the parking lot, he sped through the employee entrance wondering what could have possibly been so important that Pam had interrupted his moment with Sookie. He could smell a witch in the bar area. He walked into his office, noticing Pam sitting behind his desk.
“Master, there is a witch in the bar who wishes to speak with you. She says it’s important.” Pam said, bored.
“Is this what you texted me for, an audience with a witch? This couldn’t wait until tomorrow?” Eric said, annoyed.
“She says it’s area business.” She said, not going into further detail. Eric rolled his eyes, sighing.
“Fine. Send her in.” he said coldly. The sooner he got this over with, the sooner he could get back to Sookie. Pam sped out and came back in with a woman. She was medium height, with long brown hair, green eyes and dressed in a green dress that reached her ankles with long sleeves. She looked like a hippy. Eric narrowed his eyes at her, wondering what to expect.
“My name is Marnie. I have come here to make a deal with you.” She said, staring at Eric with confidence. He looked at her for a moment, and nearly roared with laughter. He couldn’t believe this witch had any nerve to come in his place of business, making demands or proposals. He decided to humor her.
“And what exactly is this proposition?” he said, trying to keep the humor out of his voice and failing. She smiled at him seductively (or tried to) and licked her lips. Something he didn’t find seductive at all. He shivered in revulsion.
“Why Mr. Northman, it’s so simple. My proposal is that you give me 30% of your business. And allow me 7 days for use of your body. And you can have my protection in return.” She said as she eye-fucked him. He looked at her.
“You are in no position to make offers. I do not accept your proposal. I ask you to leave the premises before I force you to…in which an option you do not want.” He said coldly.
“Either you accept this offer, or you will suffer the consequences and I’ll take it all…Your choice.” She said, smiling evilly. He flashed his fangs and stood up from his desk.
“This conversation is done. Leave now, before I have you dismissed forcefully.” He said angrily. Marnie stood up abruptly.
“You’re making a big mistake, Viking. I promise you will pay for it!” She roared as she disappeared from the room.
After watching Eric run off at vampire speed, she went inside the house. She looked around at everything again, wondering who could have done this. Someone had bought her house and restored it. She has never been this happy to see her house back to the way it was before all the craziness happened.
She hoped whoever did this, would be willing to sell it back to her. But the question is who bought it? She thought about it for a few moments, but could figure out who. She decided to go ahead take a bath and go to bed.
I’ll deal with this in the morning.
She had a feeling Eric would be back tomorrow evening. They can have their talk then. Sookie had no doubt he would try and claim her. That much she was sure of. She went into the bathroom and started the bath water. Once it was warm enough, she took off her clothes and got in.
She sat in the bathtub replaying all the events that happened in her head. There was Longshadow, Dallas, the maenad, Russell Edgington, and Bill’s betrayal. So much drama, hurt, death and there was barely anybody left she could trust. And Sookie has had enough of it all. She took the soap and washed herself, then washed her hair. She relaxed for another few minutes, thinking what’s changed since she left. She couldn’t believe she’s been gone for a year. She could have sworn she was in Fairy for an hour.
Time must work differently there.
She was never going back there again. She trusted Claudine; turns out she was lying from the start. The only people she could trust were Sam, Tara, Lafayette and Jason. Once the water cooled down, Sookie got out of the Tub and dried herself off. She put on her robe and walked into her bedroom. She looked through a box and found a pink spaghetti strap nightie. She took off her robe and threw it over her shoulder. But suddenly stopped. When she didn’t hear it hit the floor she looked over her shoulder. Seeing that Eric standing behind her, holding her robe up in his hand, staring at her hungrily.
“What the hell!” she said as she quickly turned around and covered her body with her nightie. “Excuse me!” she said.
“Mmmm, such a strange sensation when the reality matches what you pictured in your mind so precisely.” He said, huskily.
She held her nightie tighter against her body, making sure it wouldn’t fall. “Is this another dream? It’s been a year, how much of your blood is left in me?” she asked.
“I assure you it’s not a dream.” Eric said, smirking.
It had to be a dream. How else is he here, uninvited?
“Then how did you get in here? I rescinded your invitation!” she said. She couldn’t help but notice how sexy he looked in a tight, V-neck, gray T-shirt, with dark blue jeans that hung low on his hips, showing a little bit of his abs and the V that down to his…
“You don’t own the house anymore.” He said as he moved his hand to the pocket of his jeans and pulled out a set of keys dangling them before her. “I do.” He said simply. She should have known it was him. He’d take any opportunity to have her.
“YOU?! You bought my house? Why?” She asked softly. Trying to buy this house from Eric is going to be tough. The room filled with silence. Eric’s blank expression changed to a longing, soft expression.
“Because I always knew you were alive. I bought it from Jason, restored it, so it would be ready for your when you returned.” He said softly as he took a few steps closer to her. He really didn’t give up. Why else would he buy her house? Because, even if the odds of Sookie returning were slim, he still held hope that she would return to him.
“But, why?” Sookie squeaked. She couldn’t believe he done this. It was an awfully sweet gesture. He threw her robe to the side, took a few slow steps towards her, stopping at arms length.
“You’ve done a lot for me, Miss Stackhouse…things you didn’t have to do.” Eric paused, take a breathe he didn’t need. “You make my undead heart beat with your mere presence. There’s…something about you that draws me to you…some kind of unknown force. I don’t know. Believe it or not, Miss Stackhouse, I have deep feelings for you.” He said intensely. She stared at him, eyes wide in shock and speechless.
So it was true, he truly did have feelings for her. After a moment of silence, Eric put his hand on her cheek, feeling the warmth, the softness of her skin against his hand.
“What do you want from me?” She asked softly.
“Everything…I want what you and Bill had.” Eric licked his lips. “I just want you…” he breathed, trailing off. She could feel his cool breath on her face. She started to pant. He grabbed the back of her neck and crushed his cool lips against her soft ones in a scorching kiss. He nipped at her bottom lip begging for entrance. She parted her lips, granting him entrance. He explored her mouth with his tongue, sucking on her bottom lips. Their tongues fought for dominance and suddenly the kissing stopped. Sookie moaned from the loss of contact. She looked up at Eric, panting heavily.
“So I ask you, Miss Stackhouse…Will you be mine?” he asked in a low voice.