Ok, One Night – The Second Night – Part 2 is taking a bit longer to write than I had anticipated (mainly because I’ve also been working on Decisions, Moon, and STC…and also because I can be a bit wordy…sorry…), but it WILL BE ready to post in the next day or three, give or take…God willing and the creeks don’t rise…
In the meantime, here’s a wee teaser to tide y’all over:
With extreme reluctance Eric gave into the demands of time and slowly descended to land near the bottom of the steps leading up to Sookie’s porch. The Dae Cataliades’s sedately lawyer-esque vehicle was parked close by, his faint odor leading to the front steps Eric was oddly loathe to mount, and the sounds and scents of the remaining Were guards drifted through the wooded lands surrounding the old house.
Fury briefly spiked his blood.
Fucking Alcide off hiding in the bathroom chatting up one of his literal Werebitches while leaving Sookie unprotected… What if I hadn’t been there? What if Compton had managed to… Mangy flea-infested bastard will pay…
It took a second for Eric to refocus.
The contracts that would be discussed that night wouldn’t necessarily provide Sookie with immediate physical protection and he needed to secure more and better guards who were actually responsible enough to warrant his trust.
Obviously that pathetic mutt would rather spend his time chatting on phones in bar restrooms than doing his fucking job, but that other one… Tray? Trey? However the fuck he spelled his name, he might be far more qualified. He’s a loner, too, not overly affiliated with any one pack, so logistics wouldn’t be an issue.
Signed contracts would, however, vastly increase Sookie’s future security, as they would be both legally and, possibly, magically binding, but having his arms filled with her warm, soft form noticeably dimmed his enthusiasm for the upcoming discussions.
To his inner satisfaction, Sookie didn’t seem to be in any hurry, either.
She might have stepped away from him when they landed but, he noted smugly, she hadn’t stepped far. His arm was still draped across her back and she wasn’t shrugging it away.
Content to let her set the pace, his arm sank to her waist and was far more “resting” than “leading” as they ambled toward that first riser.
He noted when a curious look crossed her face, and on the third step she stopped and looked up at him although he was still on the first. Her expression was now somewhat disturbed.
When she rose on her tiptoes, he graciously leaned toward her.
“Eric, I can tell someone is in there with Gran and I know it’s bound to be that lawyer, but I can’t make out his thoughts. They’re like a mix of radio static and white noise. I’ve never heard anything like that before.”
He kept his features neutral but inside he grimaced.
Damn. Trust the Dae to have odd brains… This is not the time to have to explain about a new species. I have to tell her something, but how do I tell this sheltered little babe in the woods that those woods are a hell of a lot more crowded than she’d ever guess?
He stared into her eyes with his mind still racing.
Oh, hey, Little Red Riding Hood, guess what – not only is the big bad human-wolf hybrid a thing that exists, but demons are real, too! And there are fairies and witches and maenads OH MY! But never fear, you get to meet a demon in three…two…
Yeah. That would work.
Standing as they were with Sookie two steps…
So…are you teased now?? Lol, let me know what you think, and fingers crossed the rest will magically appear soon.