You trust me? Eric sounded surprised.Yes.That's . . . crazy, Sookie.
[Eric:] I'm hoping that the more you see me, the more I'll grow on you.[Sookie:] Like a fungus?
I don't like having feelings, Eric said coldly, and he left.That was a tough exit line to top.
Eric was holding my hands, and I was digging my nails into him like we were doing something else. He won't mind, I though, as I realized I'd drawn blood. And sure enough, he didn't. Let go, he advised...
If there were an international butt competition, Eric would win, hands down—or cheeks up.
Vampires. They wrote the book on possessive.
I snuck a look to see how Eric was taking this, and he was staring at me the same way the Monroe vampires had. Thoughtful. Hungry.That's interesting, he said. I had a psychic once. It was incredible.D...