It Takes Two | By : TammyDevil666 Category: S through Z > Southern Vampire Views: 3423 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Chapter 20
Sookie knew she would regret walking into Pam’s office without knocking first, but thought for sure her boss was out at the store. Apparently, that wasn’t the case.
“Oh, God, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know anyone was in here.”
Pam pulled away from the young woman she was straddling on her desk, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. “I’ll let it go this time, but you should really be more careful. My dear Sookie, this is Yvetta, she’s one of our dancers. You’ve probably seen her around.”
Sookie saw a bit more of this woman than she ever wanted to see, but nodded her head. “It’s nice to officially meet you.”
“Pleasure,” Yvetta responded, fixing her skirt and leaving the office, without so much as a glance to them.
“She seems nice,” Sookie said sarcastically to ease some of the tension in the room. “Russian? I could detect a hint of an accent.”
Pam rolled her eyes. “What do you want, Stackhouse? I was in the middle of entertaining before you rudely interrupted me. It better be damn important.”
“I was going to leave you a note, it’s not like I knew you were still here. I really think you need to do something about Quinn, he is completely inappropriate. He keeps hitting on me, and I don’t much care for it. I know Eric wouldn’t, either. I’ve tried ignoring him, but it’s just not working. In fact, it seems to turn him on even more,” she finished with distaste.
Pam nodded, looking into her vanity mirror to fix her lipstick. “I’ll handle him. Why don’t you be a good little girl and toddle home now? Your shift was over ten minutes ago.”
Sookie nodded as well, eager to do just that, even though she hated being talked to like a child. It felt like this night would never end. Before she left the bar, she could feel as if someone was watching her, but didn’t notice anything out of the ordinary. She just shrugged if off and exited the establishment, taking in the fresh air. Sookie couldn’t wait to be back home with Eric and the girls; it was like a part of her was missing when she wasn’t with them. She smiled at the thought. They were her family now, and there was nothing more natural than that.
* * * * *
She gasped into his mouth, throwing her head back as Eric spread kisses down the smooth column of her throat, leaving little nips and licks along the way.
“You’ll give me a hickey if you don’t stop.”
He chuckled. “Good, then everyone will know that you belong to another.”
That was pretty obvious, whether he marked her or not.
Eric kissed her lips one more time, moving to her side, and wrapping his arms firmly around her. “How is everything at work? Pam won’t tell me how you’re doing. I figured if it was something important, you would tell me yourself, but I’m very curious to know what has gotten you distracted. You’re usually too tired to do much of anything when you return home.”
Sookie let out a sigh, turning to look at him. “It’s nothing, just more exhausting than I thought. And no offense to Pam’s business, but I’m honestly surprised she hasn’t been shut down by now. The way people act, I don’t know how there hasn’t been more problems with the police.”
“Pam is great at keeping things in order, as best she can. Besides, the police chief is an old friend of ours. As long as everything is kept at least somewhat civil, he won’t give her a hard time.”
Sookie nodded, deciding it would be best not to tell Eric about any of her recent troubles with Quinn. It would just get him all worked up, and she didn’t want that right now. She wanted to have a nice, peaceful night in with her boyfriend. Everything else could wait for another day.
* * * * *
To say Quinn wasn’t happy would have been an understatement; apparently Pam finally decided to fire him. Sookie wasn’t the only one to complain about his behavior, and she guessed that Pam finally had enough. She really couldn’t feel at all sorry for him; he brought this on himself, but was just beyond relieved to not have to deal with the barbarian anymore.
The day carried on like any other, and Sookie walked through the club with a smile on her face. Feeling like she could finally do her job, without worrying about someone watching her every move. Sookie headed into the storage closet for more supplies when she realized they were out of napkins. The door suddenly closed behind her, and she turned around to see the large frame of Quinn blocking her in. Sookie backed away as far as she could, but there was no escape. “What are you doing?” she asked, her voice shaking at the look of anger on his face.
“I know you’re the reason I got fired. Eric’s little whore complained about me, so of course Pam will do anything the bitch of her brother says. What’s the matter, little girl? You couldn’t take some harmless flirting?”
Screw being scared, Sookie was just really ticked off at that point. “Harmless flirting? Sexual harassment is hardly harmless, you asshole. You touched me, invaded my space, and wouldn’t leave me alone when I told you to. You’re just lucky I never said anything to Eric, or losing your job would have been the least of your worries.”
Quinn barked out a laugh. “You think I’m afraid of him? Northman is nothing but a pussy; I don’t even know how he landed a girl like you in the first place. All I know is that I’m not leaving here without taking a little something of his with me.”
The fear was back as Quinn grabbed for her, wrapping his beefy hands around her arms and squeezing hard. She yelled out, but knowing that with the loud music of the club, no one was likely to hear her.
He slapped a hand over her mouth, using the other one to rip open her shirt.
Sookie tried to fight him off, but Quinn was too strong as he shoved her against the back shelf, causing her to hit her head in the process. Tears stung her eyes when he fondled her breasts, a look of pure sadistic glee on his features, but it was short-lived when the door to the storage room was thrown open, a fist finding its way into Quinn’s face, which forced him to let her go. She glanced up in relief to see Eric standing there, anger radiating through his body as he grabbed for Quinn and yanked him out of the closet.
“You stay the fuck away from her!” Eric yelled, decking Quinn one more time, and watching in satisfaction as he went down.
Pam hurried over to them. “Fucker, I knew he wouldn’t leave willingly. I didn’t think he would go after you, Sookie.”
She was shaking like a leaf, feeling more tears fall when Eric wrapped his arms around her, kissing the top of her head.
“I want him off the property for good, Pamela. You tell anyone to notify me if he’s seen here again. I’ve had about enough of his bullshit; this never would have happened if you got rid of him a long time ago like I told you to.”
Pam was taken aback, but nodded after a moment. “I’ve called the cops to deal with him. He’ll never be allowed back, I promise. The bastard has been sneaking drinks on the job. He was hammered tonight, and that’s why he probably reacted so strongly. You were right, Eric, I shouldn’t have kept him on this long. I won’t make a mistake like that again, you have my word.”
Sookie placed a calming hand on Eric’s chest, letting him lead her away to Pam’s office. Once his anger seemed to pass, she finally decided to say something. “Why are you here? Not that I wasn’t grateful, there’s no telling what could have happened if you didn’t show up, but why did you?”
“Pam asked me to fill in until she found another replacement bartender, and it’s a good thing she did. When I saw that he had you cornered, I’ve never been so terrified in my life. Not to mention severely pissed off, I’ve always hated that guy, but this was the last straw. Are you all right? Did he hurt you at all before I got there?” Eric wondered, seeming to just take notice of the fact that her shirt was torn, more anger ripping through him.
She shook her head. “I only banged my head, but it could have been a lot worse. I’m so glad you’re here.”
He hugged her then, never wanting to let her go. “You’re safe now, dear one.”
“You didn’t have to yell at Pam like that. I know you’re her brother and you had every right to be mad, but this is her place.”
“Now it is,” Eric responded, “but it used to be mine. Pam still lets me call some of the shots whenever it’s necessary, and she knew how much I wanted Quinn gone. I think she just kept him on to bother me, but she’ll sure be regretting that now.”
Sookie’s eyes widened. “I didn’t know you used to own the bar. Why didn’t you ever say anything?”
He shrugged. “It was a long time ago, that part of my life is done with. I gave it up after Felicia died, it didn’t seem to matter anymore. I’m a father, and this isn’t the life I want for my kids. The hours were horrible; I never would have been able to see them very often. Pam was my partner then, and I knew how much she wanted to be an owner, so I signed the bar over to her. It wasn’t that much of a sacrifice. This actually used to be my office, but you can hardly even tell with all the changes she’s made.”
That was for sure, Sookie never would have known if he didn’t point it out. “Can we go home now? I’m really tired, and just want to put this whole day behind me.”
Eric agreed, taking his jacket off to place around her shoulders, giving her a kiss on the lips. “Yes, my love, we can go now.”
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