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It Takes Two	By : TammyDevil666 Category: S through Z > Southern Vampire Views: 3423 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own the Southern Vampire Mysteries or any referenced characters and no money is made from this story. It is purely for fun.

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Chapter 17
“You’re here!” Olivia yelled, running over to the doorway to embrace her dad and Sookie.
“Slow down, love, be careful of her arm,” Eric explained.
That stopped the girl in her tracks, seeming to just notice the cast, and remembering what her dad told her about Sookie’s injury. “Does it hurt?”
She shook her head. “Not so much anymore, but the doctor gave me some painkillers. I’ll be as good as new in no time. I would very much like that hug now.”
Olivia did just that, avoiding her arm entirely. “I have so much to tell you,” she said, tugging on Sookie’s other arm and pulling her over to the living room, bouncing along the way. “I told Jimmy how I felt, and he totally feels the same way. He asked me to be his girlfriend officially, and he even kissed me. It wasn’t as disgusting as I thought it would be.”
Eric groaned. “All right, I’m not listening to this. I’ll be in the kitchen with Pam if you ladies need me.”
Sookie laughed, never seeing him move so fast. “I don’t think your dad is quite ready to hear that you’re already kissing boys, but I’m very happy for you.”
Olivia nodded eagerly. “I invited him to my birthday party next month. I’m glad you’ll be here for it.”
“So am I. Almost a teenager, huh? Your poor father.”
“Don’t remind me,” Eric called from the kitchen.
Sookie rolled her eyes. “You know, if you don’t want to hear this conversation, you shouldn’t be eavesdropping.”
“Sometimes I can’t help it,” he responded.
She turned back to Olivia. “Would you like to help me unpack my things? That would at least give us some privacy.”
Olivia nodded again, helping Sookie with one of her bags as they headed over to her dad’s room, Emma meeting them a second later, who was just as careful when giving Sookie a hug. Olivia kept going on about Jimmy, and how great it was to have a boyfriend.
Emma scrunched up her nose in distaste. “Gross, you kissed a boy? That’s just icky.”
Sookie laughed. “You won’t think so in a few years.”
“God,” Eric muttered, choosing that moment to walk by his room. “Why couldn’t I have had a son?” he teased, knowing he wouldn’t trade his girls for anything in the world, but it was bad enough one was already dating. He couldn’t think about his little Emma following in her sister’s footsteps so soon.
Sookie shoved him with her good arm, shutting the door in the process. “What part of privacy did you not get?” She heard him laugh through the closed door, and then walk away. Sookie turned back to the girls, giving them a smile. “I think I’m going to like it here.”

* * * * *

Later that night, Sookie cuddled up against Eric, laying her head on his chest. It was the first night in her new place, and she loved that she got to share it with him. Being beside him in bed, his strong arms wrapped around her, she finally felt at home.
“I could get used to this.”
He kissed her temple. “I should hope so because now that I have you here, I’m never letting you go again. I wasn’t kidding about tying you to the bed if I had to.”
She laughed. “You’ll likely get no complaints out of me, but we should be careful. I have to remember that there are children close by, we wouldn’t want to scar them for life.”
“Trust me; those girls can sleep through anything. When Emma was a baby, I was probably the only father who kept pestering the doctor because my daughter slept too much. Loud noises seemed to sooth her, instead of the other way around. For a while there, I panicked that something was wrong with her ears. Don’t worry, they won’t hear a thing.”
Sookie laid her hand on his bare chest, trailing her fingers down his smooth stomach. “That’s good to know.”
“Lower,” he claimed, pleased when she did just that.
Sookie slipped her hand under the sheet, cupping his balls, and loving the fact he tended to sleep in the nude. It made everything that much easier. “Is this better?”
Eric groaned, throwing his head back as she continued to stroke his manhood. “Much, but I would rather be elsewhere.”
Before Sookie could ask what he had in mind, he was moving on top of her, impaling her pussy in one quick plunge. “Oh, fuck,” she gasped out, not usually one to curse, but it seemed like the thing to do at the moment.
“Squeeze me, lover, just like that. You always feel so good.” He fucked her hard and fast, pleased by the sounds of her moans, and knowing that she was close.
Sookie bit her lip, crying out her release and digging her nails in his shoulders, but he didn’t seem to mind.
Eric rested on top of her, panting, moving his body a second later as to not crush her with his large frame. “You are magnificent.”
She blushed, burying her head against his neck. “You’re not so bad yourself.”
Eric turned on his side, so he could get a better look at her, brushing the hair away from her face. “I’m really glad you’re here, Sookie. I love you very much.”
She felt tears in her eyes at his declaration, kissing his lips sweetly. How was it possible to love someone so much after only a few weeks? Sookie normally wouldn’t believe that was feasible, but she wasn’t about to question it. She knew exactly what she was feeling, and that was the only thing that mattered. “I love you, too.”

* * * * *

“This isn’t like some hick bar in the country, my dear Sookie. It’s a real bar, with a lot of lowlifes who get really grabby when they’ve had one too many drinks. Your ass will be fondled on a daily basis; I just hope you can handle it. If you can’t, it’s best to tell me now. I’m not one to give a job to someone who can’t take the heat.”
Sookie knew Pam was only trying to intimidate her, but it wasn’t going to work. “You think Merlotte’s hasn’t had its share of drunken lowlifes? I’ve been grabbed before; it’s nothing I can’t handle.”
“Wait, I’m having second thoughts about this,” Eric spoke up. “I’ve seen the people who inhabit your bar, Pam. I don’t think I want Sookie working there.”
She gave him a pointed look. “What did we talk about, Eric? I’m my own person, perfectly capable of making my own decisions. It got me here, didn’t it? I can take care of myself, been doing it for a long time now. I don’t need you to worry about me, but if I’m going to live here, I need to get a job, and being a waitress is pretty much all I know. I’ll be fine.”
“Yes, big brother, she’ll be fine. If it’ll make you feel better, I’ll keep a special eye on her.”
Eric rolled his eyes. “I just bet you will, but hands off. I don’t need her to be groped by you, too.”
She scoffed. “I am a professional, Eric. I would never grope the employee’s; who do you take me for?”
“Oh, so that wasn’t you screwing your recent bartender in the back alley a couple of weeks ago?”
Pam scowled at him. “She was perfectly willing. I only mean that I wouldn’t do anything to Sookie that she wasn’t asking for.”
“You better not. And you will keep that fucker Quinn far away; I don’t know why you haven’t fired him yet. He’s completely incompetent, and I know how he treats the other waitresses,” Eric stated. “If anything happens to her…”
“I am still in the room,” Sookie cut in, pulling Eric into the kitchen to have a private word with him. “You need to calm down, you’re starting to turn red and nothing’s even happened yet. If this is how you’re gonna react after only a week, I don’t even want to think about how you’ll be months from now. You have to stop thinking that something bad is always going to happen to me, Eric. I’m not in Bon Temps anymore; no one here is out to get me. I think we’ve seen the last of Bill, and I heard from Amelia that Lorena was sent to some psychiatric ward for rehabilitation. I’m perfectly safe, okay? I like that you always want to protect me, but sometimes you just have to let me handle things on my own. I won’t be coddled, Eric. When I was with Bill, he hardly let me do anything by myself. He started to make me feel like I wasn’t capable, but now I know it was only so he could make sure I was always there for him. That I was a perfect little puppet, he could tell me to jump and I would ask how high. I won’t be in that situation again.”
Eric shook his head, feeling appalled to even be compared to that man. “I am nothing like him, and I definitely know what you’re capable of. It’s so much more than he ever gave you credit for, but I’m always going to worry about you. If you don’t want me to, you might as well tell me to stop breathing. You have a better chance of that.”
She smiled now, cupping his cheek tenderly. “I wouldn’t go that far. Look, I’m not telling you to stop worrying; I know that’s not possible. I just don’t need you to worry so much.”
He nodded. “I’ll try.”
Sookie kissed him, putting all her feelings behind the gesture. “That’s good enough for me.”
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