217You could cut the tension with a knife, it was so thick. I was unsure if my life was in jeopardy or not. I knew the fear was clear on my face. I stared at Eric, begging with my eyes for him so say something. He said nothing. Godric was the one to speak first.
"Miss Stackhouse, you have nothing to fear from any of us." He said with humor in his voice. This did nothing to help me relax.
"You can't even say that with a straight face." I nearly whined. He looked at me with a smile on his face.
"Forgive me. I am very sincere." I focused on his thoughts, trying to discern the truth he was thinking in some long dead ancient language. They seemed a tone of honesty. I finally decided he sounded honest enough.
"Then what was so funny?" I asked to clear any of my concerns.
"I find it humorous that you believe we could harm you." He said near laughter.
"I don't understand." I scrunched my face up showing my confusion.
"Lover, you are so cute when you get confused." Eric finally animated. Pam and I simultaneously rolled our eyes at him. That caused everyone to burst into laughter. I was starting to feel exhaustion spreading through my body.
"Dawn is approaching, we should go to rest for the day." Godric said to the room in general.
"Will you be resting with me today, Sookie?" Eric asked unsure. I nodded feeling the exhaustion go up a notch. I followed Eric down the halls to the room I woke up in, earlier in the evening.
I was shocked still when I saw that Godric and Pam where already in the room, and naked to boot. I quickly closed my eyes as a blush swept through my whole body. I heard Eric chuckle. I opened my eyes to glare at him and blushed deeper seeing his naked body so close. I felt my arousal and immediately blushed even deeper, my fave had to be purple at that point. That caused Eric to laugh harder.
"When we wake, Lover." He said with a wink. I could sense Pam holding back something. I looked at her, ignoring her nudity.
"What Pam?" I asked exasperated.
"Sookie, you need to stop being such a prude." She stated, yet again.
"I am not a prude!" At least I didn't want to be; and to prove my point I climbed into the over sized bed with the three naked vampires. Pam was giggling all the way up until the sun rose and she died for the day. Exhaustion overtook me very shortly after the three had died for the day.
I felt Eric kissing me awake the next night. I smiled and returned the kiss eyes still shut. He was kissing me eagerly, passionately. I knew where this was going to lead. I was feeling the familiar tug below the waist. My body was getting ready for his manliness. He was kissing me deeply when I heard him say "Good Evening, Lover." My eyes flew open to see, not Eric, but Godric kissing me. I pushed him off me and jumped off the bed. I was pissed off, hot with the anger. I saw Eric standing near the bed smiling from ear to ear.
"That. Was. Not. Funny." I yelled at him. I turned to Godric. "You... How dare you?" I saw his face turn to one of disappointment. Eric tried to look ashamed, but didn't pull it off that well.
"I find you attractive." Godric said innocently shocked, as though my anger was unwarranted.
"You do not start kissing on sleeping women, just because you find them attractive. That shit will not fly, with me especially." I gave him a stern look and turned a walked from the room. Pam was sitting in a chair near the door and was giggling. I kicked the leg of the chair as I was passing. The leg went flying and she was so taken off guard she fell with the chair. It was my turn to start laughing and laugh I did, all the way to the kitchen.
I opened the refrigerator and pulled four bottles of True Blood and put them in the microwave. I conjured up some lasagna and a salad, there was no human food. I sat at the table eating when the others walked in. I handed out the bottles and finished my food before drinking my blood.
"What's up for tonight?" I asked, deciding best to ignore what happened earlier. I was ashamed that I responded to a kiss that was not from my man.
"Pam and I need to go to Fangtasia and catch up on some work." Eric said cautiously.
"I think I would like to go with you." Godric said to Eric who nodded in return.
"Should I come with y'all or stay here?" I asked trying to find out how too keep from being bored.
"You can come if you'd like to." He said with slight amusement in his voice. He thought it was funny that I was asking permission.
"I think I will come, it beats staying here alone. Does it matter what I wear?" He looked thoughtful at my question.
"You may wear anything you like." He was hoping for something sexy.
"Okey Dokey. Pam will you give me a hand?" She looked excited by my asking for her help, and obligingly followed me back into the bedroom. Once back there I said, "I don't know what to wear. All I need is an idea. I am pretty sure I can conjure an outfit." She pulled a magazine out of her purse.
"You think I can get you to conjure me up one, too?" She asked with excitement in her voice.
"That's what friends are for." I smiled at her. I hadn't realized until that moment that Pam was in fact, my friend.
Pam was flipping through the magazine at vampire speed. She pointed to a picture. "These aren't on the market yet." I closed my eyes and thought about the dress on Pam. I heard an excited squeal and knew it worked before opening my eyes. It was a long black, mostly, see-through dress that covered the important bits, but nothing more.
She pointed out a short blood red off-the-shoulder silk dress that had a deep 'V' neckline that plunged to the bellybutton, the only thing keeping the front together was a single black tie at the top, and probably wishful thinking. It rode the line of indecent exposure. "That would make Eric drool. Too bad you're such a prude and would never wear something so revealing."
"I am not a prude! How many times do I have to say that?" I was exasperated. She didn't know when to stop.
"Saying the same thing a million times will not make it true. Actions alone will." She answered my rhetorical question. I rolled my eyes. I knew she was baiting me, but I still couldn't resist. I closed my eyes and conjured the dress.
When I opened my eyes she was starring at me with a smug smile. "We need shoes too." She pointed out two different pairs of black high heeled stilettos. Mine were peep-toe; hers were closed toed. She told me to wear my hair down and she pulled hers into a loose bun at the base of her head. I refused to look in the mirror, for fear of loosing my nerve.
When we walked back to the kitchen both of the men were dressed and waiting for us. They looked great. Godric in his black suit with a crisp white silk shirt underneath and Eric in his usual black tank and jeans. Pam snickered. I looked up to see the hungriest look on their faces. I blushed deep, possibly matching colors with my dress.
"Are we ready to leave?" I tried to sound disinterested. I heard Pam mutter a 'boys' under her breath. I started giggling nervously.
"Maybe we could stay in." Eric said in a distracted voice, thick with lust.
"We have work to do." Pam said. Eric seemed to pull out of his reverie.
"You're right. We must go." He seemed put-out at this admission. "Would you like to fly to the club?" He asked me.
My eyes lit up. I have only levitated. "I would love to!" I added a little hesitantly. "You won't let me fall from the sky, or anything, right?" He smiled at me.
"I will hold onto you the whole way there." He gave me a wink.
"Pamela, would you like me to carry you?" Godric spoke to Pam with a hint of amusement in his voice.
"You know I prefer to run. I will meet you there." She was gone as soon as the words were out of her mouth.
"On second thought..." I placed a hand on Eric's arm and one on Godric's. I closed my eyes and pictured the three of us in Eric's office. I opened them to see the familiar wooden desk and leather sofa.
I gave a giggle at the shock on their faces. "That was fast, even for a vampire my age." Godric said with awe in his voice.
"I'm gonna get a drink." I headed toward the bar feeling both Eric and Godrics eyes on me as I went.
I walked up to the Native American bartender. "Hi, Longshadow. Can I get a gin and tonic?" He gave me a smile, showing fang, before fetching my drink. I turned and leaned against the bar, drink in hand. I was looking around the see of black when I spotted, none other than, Bill fucking Compton. I fixed a smile on my face and walked up to him. He froze when he saw me.
"Hi Bill." I said and brushed my hand against his forearm. I got the information I sought. He did glamor that woman into stabbing me. I grabbed his wrist, he tried to pull back but I tightened my grip. I was strong enough to drag him back to Eric's office. I was pleased at this new bit of information.
"It was him." I said before Eric and Godric registered my presence. They both turned and snarled at Bill. I never dropped my hold on him. "We already know you glamored that poor woman who stabbed me. What I want to know is why."
"I did no such thing."He said aloud. But I heard the inner dialog. I dropped my hold.
"He was sent to acquire me for some Queen. He thought my death would grant him relief of punishment, seeing as he lost any hold he could have had on me." I summed up for the others. "Not to mention he paid the Rattray's to 'drain' him and to beat me up, just so he could give me his blood." I knew if nothing else this would ensure his punishment. I found myself wondering why death at my feet no longer seemed to bother me. I decided to be like Scarlet and think about it tomorrow.
Author's Note: I want to thank everyone who has been supportive of my story. This is my first story. I realize it is not the best piece of writing, but I am hoping to improve with time and practice. As always, I appreciate reviews, both praise and constructive criticism.