The next week I was miserable. Bill stopped coming by Merlotte’s but was now doubled his attempts for me to take him back while I was home. I was on the edge and I didn’t think I was going to be able to take it anymore. I was afraid of what Bill would do. It seemed like he was getting angrier every day. It had come to the point I was only working day shifts because I didn’t want to have to be outside once it was dark.
It was 8:00 and I had just finished my dinner. I had decided that I would watch some TV and settled on an old CSI. It looked like there was going to be a marathon on tonight. That should keep me busy I thought.
Around 9:00, Bill was at my door. “Hello Bill. What do you want tonight?” I ask him.
“Sookie this is getting old. It is time you stop acting like a child and take me back. I have told you I won’t cheat on you again. What more do you want from me?”
“I don’t want anything from you anymore that is what I want. Why can’t you understand that it is over? O-V-E-R!”
“It’s not over. Not by a long shot. You are going to regret this if you do not come back to me,” Bill said and then ran off.
What is he talking about I’m going to regret it? I can’t take this anymore. I need to get out of this house. I can’t go to Merlotte’s Bill will probably just come and find me there. I decide I’ll go to Fangtasia. I doubt he will come looking for there and if he does Eric or Pam will be there so I should be safe.
I run upstairs and get dressed in a red halter dress that stops just above my knees with black heels. I put on some light makeup and straighten my hair. I’m on the road in 30 minutes. I crank up the radio to sing and forget my troubles on my trip to Shreveport.
I pull up to Fangtasia and there is a long line outside. I put up my shields because I don’t want to hear what anyone is thinking tonight. I just want to have a few drinks and relax. I’m about to go to the back of the line when Pam sees me.
“Hello, my favorite breather. You do not have to wait in line. Is Eric expecting you?”
“No. I just came for a couple of drinks and to get away from Bon Temps,” I reply.
I walk in, go straight to the bar, and order my usual, a gin and tonic. When the bartender brings me my drink, I try to pay for it but he tells me that I’m not to be paying for my drinks. He doesn’t seem to like me much but I really don’t care. It’s not as if I planned to talk to him or anything. I wonder who told him I shouldn’t be paying for my drinks when I spy Pam and she gives me a wink.
I turn around on my barstool to drink my drink and watch all the pathetic fang bangers that are here. After my second drink, I’m feeling good and decide to dance. I love dancing and it will help with the stress I have been feeling these last few weeks. It feels great to just move my body and let the music take over for a while.
After dancing to a few songs, I’m hot and thirsty so I head back to the bar to get another drink. I don’t normally drink so I am starting to feel the effects of the alcohol by the time I’m half way done with my third drink.
A dark-haired man who looked to be about the same age as me came and sat down next me. “Hi! I’m Brad,” he says introducing himself.
“I’m Sookie.” We talk for a few minutes and luckily, he is only thinking what he is actually saying so the conversation was pleasant. When the bartender came back around, he asked if he could buy me a drink.
“No. Thank you.” I said to him. Then the bartender handed me a red drink in a martini glass. I told him that I didn’t order it. Then from right behind me I heard in a smooth, silky voice, “It’s from me. It’s called Vampire’s Kiss.”
Brads’ eyes just about bulge out of his head when he turned around to see who it was. Oh shit it’s the head vampire here. What does he want with her?
I turn around on my barstool and take a sip of the drink. “That’s one good vampire kiss you got here.”
“I’m glad you like it,” he says with a wink. “You look beautiful tonight Miss Stackhouse. I didn’t know you were coming tonight or I would have tried to get my business done sooner. Is everything okay?”
“It’s great! I came to relax and not have any creepy vampire’s bother me.”
“I’m not quite sure you came to the right place if you want vampires to leave you alone but I’m glad you are having a good time. Would you care to join me?” He leers at me.
“I would love to.” I giggle at him. When I stand up and start to walk, I start to feel just how much I’ve had to drink. Eric leads me back to his office with his hand on the small of my back. Once we get inside, he closes the door and goes to sit behind his desk.
“So is there any particular vampire you are trying to avoid?”
“Just Bill. I’m starting to get worried. When he came by tonight, he told me ‘It’s not over. Not by a long shot. You are going to regret this if you do not come back to me.’ I’m only working day shifts now because I don’t want to go out once it’s dark. He has stopped coming by Merlotte’s but now he comes by my house twice a night.”
I look up at him and I can see his jaw is tense. He looks angry. “Why didn’t you call me? I told you that if you have any problems to call.”
“I know you did but I didn’t want to bother you. You are busy and have better things to do.”
“I wouldn’t have given you my phone numbers if I didn’t want you to call me. I should have called to see how the situation was going. I called the Queen and left her a message but I haven’t heard back from her.”
“Is that normal for her to take so long to get back to you?”
“No. Not this long. Why don’t you finish your drink and I’ll try to call her again? Just try and stay quiet for me.”
I nod my head. Sounds good to me. This drink is very tasty. I think I found myself a new drink for me to have when I’m here. I just sit quietly and drink my drink while I listen to Eric call the Queen.
“This is Sheriff Northman for the Queen.” He pauses for a minute. “Have her call me. I need to discuss someone living in my area,” he hangs up the phone and looks over at me. “She was unable to come to the phone. So I’ll just have to wait.”
“I understand. Do you think I could get another one of these drinks?”
He chuckles and gets on the phone to have someone bring me another one back to his office. After about five minutes, there is a knock on the door. “Enter.” He says. Ginger comes walking in with my drink and hands it to me.
“Thank you Ginger,” I tell her and start sipping it.
“This is really good. I think it’s my new favorite drink.”
Chuckling at me, he says, “I’m glad you like it. Is there anything else I can get for you?”
“I would like to dance some more,” I say as I finish off my drink. I was feeling better than I have in a long time.
“You want to dance?”
“Yep.” I pop the p.
“Will you dance with me?” I ask him but he just looks at me with both his eyebrows raised so high that are about to get lost in his hairline.
“You want me to dance with you?” he says suggestively. “Where would you like to do that Ms. Stackhouse?”
“We can’t go back out there can we?”
“Probably not a good idea.”
“How about in here?”
Raising to his full height, I take in the vampire Viking sex god known as Eric Northman as he walked towards me. He is gorgeous with his blonde hair, blue eyes, tight dark jeans, black T-shirt, and black boots. He walked around his desk to stand in front of me and held out a hand for me to take.
I take his hand and he pulls me up and into his chest. I stand there for a long minute resting my head against his chest breathing in his scent.
“You always smell so nice. I really like the way you smell.”
“Sookie, you know that vampires do not have a scent.”
“You do and I like it. It’s very comforting. I think I could pick you out of a line up.”
He chuckles, “What do I smell I smell like Ms. Stackhouse?”
Our bodies are now swaying to the music that we can hear from out in the club. His large hands are on my hips and mine are on his shoulders.
“You smell like the ocean in the winter. I don’t know how I know this but I just do. I’ve only gone to the Gulf once when I went I was little with Jason and my parents.”
He stopped moving and his whole body stiffened up. I pull back a little and looked up at him.
“What’s wrong? Did I say something wrong?” He just shakes his head. I didn’t know what was going on. I was trying to figure it out when he leaned down and lightly pressed his lips to mine.
He pulls back and we just gazing into each other’s eyes. I’m trying to figure out what I see. I think its wonder, lust and something else. I just gaze into his eyes for a long moment almost getting lost.
“You have the most beautiful eyes. I could get lost in them.”
He smiles a genuine smile at me, “Just how many drinks have you had tonight Miss Stackhouse?”
I think for a minute, “I think I’ve had five. Those vampire kisses are yummy.”
He chuckles. “Did you come with someone?” I shake my head. “How were you planning to get home?”
“I wasn’t planning on drinking this much so I guess I will call a taxi.”
“No, I can’t have you taking a taxi all the way back to your house. I will take you home.”
“That would be lovely,” I say as I trail my hands down his chest.
I rise up on my tiptoes and put my hands around his neck to pull him down to kiss him. At first it soft and gentle just as our other kisses had been. I felt his tongue caress my bottom lip and I opened my mouth to let him in.
We stood there in his office kissing more passionately then I have ever done in my entire life. This man knows how to kiss. One of his hands came to my breast and the other was kneading my butt. Once I needed to breathe, his lips went to my neck. Kissing down to my collarbone and trailed it to the other side of my neck and then back up. He nibbled on my earlobe and then I pulled him back to my lips. My hands were traveling over his shoulders and back.
I started to pull his shirt off and he pulled back and just looked at me. “Sookie. I very much like where this is going but I don’t want our first time to be in my office or with you inebriated.” I nod feeling foolish and rejected. “You know I want you. I just don’t want you to regret it in the morning. I don’t want to take advantage of you but believe me I want you more than anything.”
His eyes are intense and I can see the lust in them. He leans down, we kiss a long, slow kiss, and then he sucks on my bottom lip for a long moment. I groan into his mouth. I can feel his smile against my mouth and then he pulls back again.
“We really need to stop. I only have so much control,” I nod. “Anytime you would like to continue when you are not drunk please let me know.” He smirks at me. “Let me take you home now.”