Here’s a little something to tide you over. 🙂 All mistakes are my own.
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Eric sat there, frowning. There’s no way that just happened. And yet, it did. Evidence surrounded him: the inside of his car smelled like her; wet, warm, and absolutely delicious, his pants were still around his ankles and his cock glistened, her sweet blood still lingered in his mouth, and her bra and panties adorned the passenger seat.
She was angry. He could still feel it coming off her from inside her house. Their bond made it impossible to ignore. She was angry and frustrated. Not a good combination.
He still couldn’t figure out what he’d said that set her off. He simply stated a fact: he was pleased with the outcome. She yielded to him. He had been trying to bed her for years. Having sex with someone while under a witches spell didn’t count as far as he was concerned, but their brief wild encounter moments ago certainly did, and he wanted more.
He opened his cell phone and dialed her house. Someone picked up after the sixth ring, but they didn’t speak.
“I have something that belongs to you.” He couldn’t suppress his smile.
Sookie let out a low growl.
“Let me know when you want them back.”
“Go to hell, Eric!” The phone disconnected.
He laughed and then wiggled back into his pants, carefully zipping them up before he drove to Shreveport. Pam would be waiting for him.
I’ll post the full chapter soon, I promise. 🙂