Chapter 9: Sleep Study


The sound of my doorbell ringing was what woke me. My eyes fluttered open and I realized I wasn’t alone in bed. I was still curled around Eric, who had his arm around me. I smiled and kissed his chest before looking over at the clock next to the bed. It was 6:30!

“Shit!” I shouted and jumped off the bed. “Eric, wake up! We’re late!”

The doorbell rang again and I ran down the stairs to see who the hell was at my house so early in the morning. My face fell when I realized it was Quinn standing there. What the fuck? I groaned and threw the door open before he could ring the bell a third time.

“What are you doing here?” I snapped at him.

“Who’s car is that in your driveway?” He snapped right back.

“None of your business. What do you want?”

“I was in the neighborhood and I saw a strange car in your driveway.”


“And I didn’t know if something was wrong.” Lame.

“Quinn, now isn’t a good time, okay? I’m late. I forgot to set my alarm this morning.”

“Since when do you need an alarm? You always got up every morning at six like clockwork.”

“Again, it’s not really any of your business.” I sighed. Just then, water came on upstairs.

“You’re not here alone, are you?” Nothing, and I mean nothing, ever got past Quinn.

“No, Quinn, I’m not. Now could you please go?”

“You’re seeing someone?” He looked hurt. I couldn’t tell you why. Did he think I would stay single forever? He probably did.

“Yes, Quinn, I am.”

“Who is he?”

I groaned and fought the urge to slam the door in his face. “Seriously, Quinn, now is not the time. I have to go.” Then I slammed the door in his face.

I raced upstairs and began to go through my closet. Once I’d found what I wanted to wear I stripped off my clothes. Eric Northman was about to be a very happy man. Without warning I got into the shower behind him.

“Hope you don’t mind.” I reached around him for the bodywash.

Eric looked me up and down and smiled. “Anytime you want to shower with me, you’re welcome to.”

“Don’t get too excited about it. I’m only doing this because we’re both running late.” If we had just a few extra minutes to spare, it’d be game on.

“And I still have to stop at home and change clothes.” Eric reminded me.

I groaned as we traded places so I could rinse off. My shower was definitely not built for two people, especially when one of them was as big as Eric. “I’m sorry, Eric. I can’t believe I fell asleep. I’m not usually such a heavy sleeper.”

“Sounds like you were pretty comfortable.”

“I was.” I’d slept a little too well.

“Then next time we just have to make sure to set the alarm first.” He grabbed the shampoo and poured some in his hand.

I wasn’t expecting it when he began to lather up my hair for me. I smiled up at him, enjoying the little scalp massage I was getting out of the deal. Slowly, the tension that had quickly gathered started to fade. By the time he was done washing my hair I felt as good as I did when I first woke up to see him laying next to me.

“It was nice waking up next to you.” I confessed to him.

He bent to kiss me and the next thing I knew I was up against the tile wall. It was cold and we were running out of time, but I didn’t care. I didn’t have to be at the high school until first period started, which was at 7:35. I got there at 7:00 because I wanted to. It gave me time to go over my plans for the day and drink a full cup of coffee in relative peace and quiet. It became pretty obvious that I was going to have to forgo those things.

One minute I was kissing Eric and the next he was on his knees in front of me. I gulped for air and grabbed onto the towel bar just outside the shower when he lifted one of my legs and put it over his shoulder. He kissed the inside of my thigh and slowly worked his way up. My head rolled to the side and my eyes closed as my breathing sped up to try and catch my heartbeat.

“Sookie, look at me.” Eric whispered against my hot skin, sending shivers all through me.

I looked down at him and watched his tongue dart out. I squirmed in a delicious way that had him smiling as he went to work. He licked, flicked, sucked and nibbled my most sensitive parts. My lady business was doing a victory dance and very clearly telling the rest of me to shut up and let Eric do what he did best. When my hips began to rock against him, he slid two of his very long fingers inside me and stroked quickly.

“Oh, Eric, I’m so close.” I was breathing like I’d just run a 10k marathon.

He curled his fingers in response and found my sweet spot. I made a choked noise and gripped the towel bar until my knuckles were white. My other leg started to give out under the waves of pleasure that were rolling through my body. I gasped and panted my way through the aftershocks. Eric placed one more kiss on me before standing up.

I pulled his face to mine and kissed him hard. When I reached between us to return the favor, Eric stepped back and turned off the water. “We don’t have time for that, Sookie.”

I sputtered for a second, completely stunned. “But… you’re… I can’t…”

“I wanted to taste you so I did. That’s all I wanted.” He stepped out of the tub and grabbed the towel off the rack and handed it to me.

It took me a minute to get my limbs to move properly. I stood up and wrapped the towel around me. “Wait right here.” I went to the hall closet and got a towel for Eric. We dried off quickly and Eric dressed in the same clothes he’d been wearing the night before.

“I’ll see you at school.” Eric kissed the top of my head.

“I’ll walk you downstairs.” I started to follow him.

“It’s okay, I know the way. You should finish getting ready. I’ll see you in a few hours.” He promised.

“Wait!” I called out when he got to the top of the stairs. I ran down the hall and pulled his face to mine to kiss him one more time. “I had a really good time last night. Thank you.”

He looked at me with a smile in his eyes. “So did I. Now go get dressed.” He smacked my ass when I turned away and I yelped.

He laughed all the way down the stairs and out the front door. I made my way back to my bedroom and stopped to stare at my bed. It was going to smell like Eric when I climbed into it later that night. I grinned and then went about getting ready for work.

Much to my surprise there was a shiny red apple sitting front and center on my desk when I got to my classroom and I had no doubt who had left it there for me. I picked it up and held it to my lips for just a second but I didn’t take a bite. I felt my heart swell a little. I couldn’t recall a time when I’d been so happy. It didn’t matter to me one bit that I’d left the house with wet hair and no makeup on. I didn’t care about being late.

All that mattered to me as I drove to work was that I’d be close to Eric again. My heart fluttered at the mere thought of him and after the little treat I’d gotten in the shower, my lady business was doing a little fluttering of its own. Then to walk into my classroom to find a present from him when he’d been running so far behind himself… I was officially falling for him.

Concentrating on the ancient Middle East wasn’t easy but I managed to get through my morning classes. By the time I was heading down to study hall in the afternoon, I was beyond excited to see Eric. I’d hoped to catch a glimpse of him while I just happened to be walking around during my free period earlier in the morning but that didn’t happen. I dropped my things at the table I planned to sit at and then went to wait for Eric.

There were a few different entrances to the dingy old room. I’d come from the south end and I was pretty sure Eric would be coming from the north. In addition to the study hall, the transportation offices were down there along with the art classes. The kiln room for firing ceramics was down there, as well as the dark room for the photography class. There was also a vacant office that used to belong to the head of the maintenance department before he was moved to another section of the basement. With my master key in hand, I quietly unlocked that office and put a stopper in the door to keep it open.

I was about to break another one of my rules. When I saw Eric turn the corner, my heart just about stopped beating. I couldn’t stop myself from smiling at him. I curled a finger at him for him to follow me into the small room I was standing in front of. He grinned and did as I asked. No sooner was the door closed than I was pushed up against it and his mouth was on mine.

“What happened to no fooling around on school grounds?” Eric asked when he pulled away.

“I’m making an exception. Don’t fight it.” I reached for the fly of his jeans.

“Sookie, are you sure you-”

“Shhh.” I whispered and unzipped him.

He didn’t talk after that. My hand wrapped around him and started stroking quickly. I knew we didn’t have a whole lot of time and it would look suspicious if we both walked in at the same time if we were late. I nibbled on his neck and ear as I stroked, his hands settling on my breasts and feeling them over the material of my dress.

When I suddenly pulled away from Eric he looked confused. When I dropped to knees in front of him his eyes clouded over with lust. I took as much of him as I could in my mouth and used my hand on the rest. His head flew back and hit the door relatively hard. I found out then that giggling and blow jobs don’t mix, but I didn’t stop. I looked up at him to see he was watching me. One arm was flung out to brace himself against the wall to his left. The other stayed at his side, his fingertips gripping the door.

“Sookie…” There was warning in his voice and I redoubled my efforts. He growled as quietly as he could and then he released.

I continued to stroke with my hand while I swallowed, thereby eliminating the worry I had about clean up from a simple hand job. I released him from my mouth and tucked him back in his pants before standing up straight. He pulled my mouth to his and kissed me hard. His fingers slipped into my hair while I fastened his jeans.

The bell rang, signaling the start of eighth period. Eric leaned down and whispered in my ear, “Do you have any idea how badly I want to fuck you right now, up against this door?”

I groaned and felt my knees go a little bit weak. “We can discuss it over email, Mr. Northman.” I kissed the inside of his wrist since his hands were cupping my face.

He pulled my mouth to his once more but I cut off the kiss before we could get too deep in it. “You go first. I need a minute.” Eric told me.

I nodded and then opened the door. I pushed the lock back in and then slipped out of the musty old office to take my seat in study hall. I got my computer going and had just logged into my email when Eric walked into the room. He was doing his best to look normal but there was a dazed expression in his eye. He took his seat on the other side of the room and then realized he didn’t have his laptop with him.

He gave me a helpless look from across the room. I felt my heart sink a little bit but decided the two of us making puppy dog eyes at one another wasn’t going to get us anywhere. So, I went about my work. I got so into it that I didn’t see it when Eric left the room. All of a sudden, there was an email in my inbox.

I looked across the room to find that Eric had his computer. I bit back a grin and then opened his message.

TO: Sookie Stackhouse

FROM: Eric Northman

SUBJECT: Perfection


Where have you been all my life?


I felt my eyes well up just a little bit. I looked over at him and he was smiling at me. I was speechless.

TO: Eric Northman

FROM: Sookie Stackhouse

SUBJECT: Re: Perfection

I don’t know, but I’m glad you found me. Thank you for my apple. It was delicious. How’s Jeter? I hope he was okay overnight.

TO: Sookie Stackhouse

FROM: Eric Northman

SUBJECT: Re: Re: Perfection

Jeter’s fine. There was a small mess to clean up this morning but it was well worth it, I assure you. I think we should wake up that way more often. Tomorrow, maybe 😉

TO: Eric Northman

FROM: Sookie Stackhouse

SUBJECT: Re: Re: Re: Perfection

You might be able to convince me. I’d need to run home and get a change of clothes first so we don’t have another incident like we had this morning. I hate being late.

I watched to see what Eric’s reaction would be to my email. When he read what I had to say he looked back at me, that lopsided grin appearing once again.

TO: Sookie Stackhouse

FROM: Eric Northman

SUBJECT: Re: Re: Re: Re: Perfection

What would it take to convince you? I can assure you that what you got in the shower this morning was only the tip of the iceburg of what I’m willing to offer.

TO: Eric Northman

FROM: Sookie Stackhouse

SUBJECT: Negotiations

As long as it ends with me sleeping in your arms, the rest is just details. I told you I’m not very diabolical.

TO: Sookie Stackhouse

FROM: Eric Northman

SUBJECT: Re: Negotiations

I think you underestimate yourself, Miss Stackhouse, but if that is your final offer, consider me surrendered.

I woke to the smell of coffee close by, but didn’t open my eyes until I felt Eric sit down next to me on his massive bed. “Good morning.” He bent and kissed my forehead.

“Hi.” I smiled up at him and stretched out a little.

“I brought you coffee.” He held up a mug for me and set it on the table next to the bed.

“Thank you.” I rolled onto my back and pushed myself up.

“Did you sleep okay?” He tucked some of my hair behind me ear and my face nuzzled against his hand.

“Like a log.” I grabbed his hand and entwined my fingers with his and wished it was the weekend so we could stay in bed a while longer.

“Me, too.” He smiled and shifted on the bed. “I put a towel for you in the bathroom. Why don’t you go shower while I make us breakfast?”

I nodded, slightly crestfallen that there was no extra time to just laze about. “Sounds like a plan.”

I reluctantly got out of bed and went to the bathroom, while Eric went to the kitchen. When I came out of the shower I got dressed quickly, leaving the t-shirt of Eric’s that I’d slept in in his hamper. I went to the kitchen to find him standing over the stove, stirring a pan of scrambled eggs. Jeter paced anxiously, hoping that Eric would come down with a case of butterfingers.

“Good morning, Jeter.” I stopped to scratch the dog’s head. He turned his face to my hand and licked it. I giggled and went to the sink to wash my hands.

“Do you like your eggs scrambled?” Eric asked as he plated them.

“I do, as a matter of fact.” I sat on one of the stools at the island and remembered the coffee Eric had brought me. How I’d forgotten it was beyond me. “Hold that thought.” I jumped off the stool and ran to get my coffee. It was a little cold, so I popped it in the microwave for a few seconds before taking a seat at the island again.

“So, about later…” Eric speared a mouthful of eggs.

“What about it?”

“Well, I know tonight’s going to be a late night for us both on account of open house.”

“Unfortunately.” I frowned just a little. I’d been excited about it before but now it was cutting into my Eric time. Not cool.

“Since open house doesn’t start until six I thought maybe we could go have dinner together somewhere.”

My frown turned upside down and I nodded. “That would be great.”

“Good.” He smiled in return and after that we were quiet while we ate.

We kissed for a few minutes at his front door before pulling ourselves apart and heading off to school. We drove in separate cars. I parked where I always did at the south end of the school, while Eric went to his normal space down by the field house. I stood at the chain link fence with my travel mug full of coffee and watched him start his first lap around the track. I felt relaxed and happy. It amazed me how comfortable I felt around him considering the way things could have ended up.

“Good morning, Sookie.” Bill said from behind me. I hadn’t even heard a car drive past me. I cringed internally and turned to face Bill.

“Good morning, Bill.” I nodded and sipped my coffee.

“You all set for the open house?” He came to a stop in front of me.

“You bet.” I nodded again and forced my eyes to stay on his instead of cheating over to Eric like they wanted to.

“It’s a beautiful morning, isn’t it?” He really, really sucked and small talk.

“Yes, I’d say it is.” Although I bet my reasons for thinking so were different from his. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Eric coming around the bend at the field house. He’d be on his way toward me soon.

“Since it’s going to be a late night, I was wondering if you’d have dinner with me later?” Bill asked and I nearly dropped my coffee.

He was married. He was married and asking me out to dinner? I tried to tell myself that it was just a co-woker asking a co-worker out, but the look in his eyes told me it was more than that. Or at least he was hoping it would be. What the hell was wrong with him?

“That’s a nice offer, Bill, but I already have plans.” I slapped on my emergency smile. He looked devastated.

“Well, then how about that lunch today?” He was ready with his backup plan.

“I wish I could, but I have to start getting things ready for try outs. Maybe one day next week?” I suggested. Yeah, on a day when I can talk Eric into coming along so I don’t have to be alone with this guy, I thought to myself.

“That’d be fine. You have a good day, Miss Stackhouse.” He smiled at me and then walked toward the school.

Eric came to a stop in front of me at the fence and looked over in Bill’s direction. He stood at the door as if he were trying to piece things together. I felt a split second of panic but then realized there was nothing to worry about. I waved at Bill who waved back awkwardly before going inside.

“What was that about?” Eric asked casually.

“He wanted me to go to dinner with him tonight.”

“Is he the one who asked you out to lunch?”

“Yep, that’d be him. He’s married and he has a kid.”

“What a douchebag.” Eric shook his head with disapproval. “Not that I can blame him for wanting you.”

I sucked in my cheeks to keep from smiling at him. “I don’t know if it’s like that.” Eric’s eyes sparkled at me and I could see just the lightest layer of sweat forming on his bare arms. Oh, those arms. So lovely and strong. “You can be very charming when you want to be, can’t you?”

“You have no idea.” His eyebrows wiggled and I laughed.

“Oh, I think I do.” I wanted to kiss him but settled for our fingers touching through the fence. “I’ll see you in study hall, Mr. Northman.”

“I’ll be waiting, Miss Stackhouse.” He winked at me and then took off running again.


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