Spoilers: The Tilted Kilt Chapter 14

SeriousCrush is not feeling well, so I’m going to give this chapter another proof-read before I post the entire thing. Sorry for the wait. I hope you like the spoiler.

 

True to his word, Chow had taken care of everything. A new security system protected the Tilted Kilt twenty-four hours a day. The windows and doors had been reinforced and a storage room in the basement had been converted into a vampire safe room, which was fully stocked with TrueBlood.

Just after closing Sunday night, the serving staff was called to a meeting. Sookie stood side-by-side with the other women.

“You all have tomorrow off. Paid leave.”

Squeals of excitement rippled through the group of women, but just as promptly as it started, they quieted down.

“I would like you all to watch the news tomorrow.”

“What channel and time?” Ginger asked tilting her head to the side.

“Doesn’t matter. There will be one story that dominates the news feed tomorrow.” He held up his finger, stopping Ginger from asking the obvious question. “You’ll find out what it is soon enough.”

Sookie had the only smile in the group. Everyone else was frowning.

“I’ll see you Tuesday evening, unless you decide not to come back to work. If that is the case, your paycheck will be mailed to you.”

“What? Why wouldn’t we come back?” Ginger put her hand on her hip. The other servers looked to her, nodding in agreement, except Sookie, who was still smiling at Eric.

“That’s all for now. Good night.” Eric nodded and crossed his arms over his chest.

Everyone filed out, one after another, until there were only four. Eric, Pam, Chow and Sookie.

Spoilers: The Tilted Kilt Chapter 13

Here’s a little taste of their date night. CH owns them, as you all know. 🙂 All mistakes are my own.

Sookie paced the length of the hall. The seconds on the clock ticked with each footfall, and then gravel crunched outside. She stopped and pressed her hand against the door. Eric was on the other side. Her mouth went dry and her heart raced.

“Sookie?” The thick wooden door muffled his voice.

She swallowed and put her hand on the doorknob. The latch clicked and the door swung open.

“Hi.” A smile spread across her face as his fangs descended. Only a sliver of blue rimmed his enormous pupils as he took in the sight of her. “Do you always wear your kilt when you go on dates?”

“Only for you.” His voice was barely a whisper. “Do you always look so beautiful when you go on dates?”

“Only for you,” she echoed, bringing a smile to his lips.

Spoilers: The Tilted Kilt Chapter 12

I’m waiting for edits, so all mistakes are my own. 🙂 It’s been too long. I know, but better late than never! Charliane Harris owns everything, as per usual.

“You called?” Pam blinked her eyes and smiled sweetly.

“No. I didn’t.” Eric scowled at her. “I’ll have you know you just interrupted something. Again.”

“She smells yummy.” Pam licked her lips.

“Keep your tongue to yourself. Sookie is mine.” Eric sighed. “Actually I do need to talk to you. It’s about tomorrow night. The Queen is coming, she wants to meet Sookie.”

Pam’s shoulders tensed. “Is this about your trip the lab in Alexandria? I meant to ask why you took her with you.”

“Yes. Sookie is a telepath. Don’t say anything to anyone. She already feels like an outsider and keeps her telepathy a secret. It would also be very bad for us if other vampires discovered her talent.”

Pam rolled her eyes. “Obviously. Of course I won’t say anything.”

“It was Sookie who uncovered Long Shadow’s plot to shut down our TrueBlood facility. He had been coercing an employee to taint the finished batches with bleach. Felicia was there the whole time and must’ve heard something because now the Queen knows Sookie is different.” His jaw muscles clenched. “Sookie has agreed to meet with her.”

“Are you worried?”

“I would be if Sookie and I hadn’t just exchanged blood.”

“What!” Pam’s mouth hung open. “You exchanged blood with her? You really meant it when you said she was yours.”

“I only meant to heal her after Long Shadow hurt her throat, and then she kissed me and my fang cut her tongue.”

Pam shook her head. “Lucky bastard.”

 

Spoilers! The Tilted Kilt Chapter 11

This chapter is awaiting edits, and I only hope you can forgive me for the delay in posting. I spent a solid 48 hours wallowing in a puddle of my own depression after receiving a particularly harsh rejection letter from a new publisher for my second book…and then I took the advice of my trusted writing advisors (husband and close friends) and decided to get over it. Sometimes I feel like I’m not cut out for writing because I’m just too damn sensitive, but I can’t seem to stop myself from trying again. And now I’m done complaining. I hope you enjoy the spoiler. 🙂

 

Charlaine Harris owns everything, blah blah blah.

 

 

 

The Tilted Kilt wasn’t open to the public when she arrived, so Sookie set out to fill up salt shakers and do whatever else Ginger asked. She was relieved to have a distraction, since she was too nervous to go talk to Eric about what happened last night. When Eric called out to her and asked to see her in his office, Sookie’s hand froze and salt poured all over the table. She shook her head when she realized she had made a mess and quickly cleaned it up before heading down the hallway to see him.

On her way, his voice called out again. “Pam, I need to talk to you at some point too.”

The door was open slightly. Eric was not smiling. Her heart sank and she wanted to run.

“I want to talk to you about what happened last night. Will you please close the door?” Eric closed the file he had been looking through.

Sookie pushed the door closed and returned to the chair. She wedged her hands between her knees to keep them from shaking.

“I think there was a misunderstanding.”

Tears welled up in her eyes as her hopes and dreams were crushed.

Eric moved so fast she couldn’t track him, and then he was kneeling in front of her, touching her cheek. “Please don’t cry.” His eyebrows knitted together with concern. “Nothing came out right last night. I wanted to explain that I had no intention of taking advantage of you while you were in that state of mind.”

“What state of mind?” Sookie blinked, coating her eyelashes with tears.

“Influenced by my blood. It’s like a drug. I need to know that you want me because you want me, not because you’re high.”

Sookie gasped. She hadn’t thought of that. “I thought you didn’t want me.”

Eric shook his head slowly, his eyes never leaving hers. “Nothing could be further from the truth.”

The Tilted Kilt Chapter 10 Spoilers

This is long overdue, so while I wait for edits, I’ll leave you with this. 🙂

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“Thank you.” Sookie’s hands were on top of his. “Thank you for saving me. Again.” She finally looked him in the eyes.

“I’m so sorry you had to see that, and I’m sorry I put you in danger.”

Sookie shrugged and then touched her neck. “Why do they always have to choke me?”

Eric growled when he noticed the ugly bruises starting to appear on her neck.

Sookie shivered. “I need to get these off. Do you mind…?”

He turned around again, and while he was facing the door, he peeled his own wet shirt off.

“Okay, I’m done.” Sookie had come around him, with a pile of wet clothes in her hands. Her eyes were glued to his chest.

A smiled played in the corner of his mouth as he began removing his jeans.

Sookie swallowed hard and then shook her head. “Sorry, I’ll give you some privacy.”

Eric joined her seconds later with a towel wrapped around his waist. “Give me your clothes. I will have them cleaned. I think it’s time to get you home.”

“Thank you,” she whispered.

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I don’t know about you, but I’m all about making Eric as close to naked as possible at all times. 🙂

Spoilers: The Tilted Kilt Chapter 9

Here’s a little taste…more coming as soon as I get final edits done! All mistakes are my own. 🙂

 

Sookie nibbled on her bottom lip as she walked down the hallway to Eric’s office. It was the moment she had been waiting for. She was going to ask him on another date, now she just had to muster the courage to go through with it. She raised her hand to knock as the door opened.

Eric stood in front of her with a satisfied smile on his face making her forget about what she was going to say.

“You wanted to see me?” She shook her head, clearing the haze of lust that settled into her brain at the sight of him.

Surprise didn’t begin to explain how she felt about him asking for help, especially why he needed it. She wasn’t very practiced at getting information the way he wanted, and was going to express her concerns until Eric explained how important it was. She had to help him. His existence depended on it.

Sookie didn’t feel like interrogating a bunch of strangers wearing a mini-skirt, so she changed before they left. She couldn’t help noticing the way Eric’s eyes lingered on her tight T-shirt, which made her smile.

Once they were in his car, she was tempted to crawl onto his lap and make her dreams come true, but she reigned herself in and focused on the job ahead of them. Eric certainly wasn’t helping keep her mind out of the gutter. His comments made her blush.

Sookie stared up at the brightly lit brick building and swallowed hard.

“Follow my lead.” Eric touched her back, helping soothe her nerves.

Spoilers: The Tilted Kilt Chapter 7

It has only been edited by me twice, so please forgive any remaining mistakes. The rest will be coming soon!

 

 

She grunted in frustration when she realized she had Sunday night off work. She told him she would see him tomorrow night, but she wouldn’t. She would have to wait two nights to see him again. Did he realize her mistake, or did he expect her to come in on her night off?

The first thing she did when she got inside, was call The Tilted Kilt. She was about to hang up, but on the sixth ring, Eric picked up.

“Hi, it’s me. Sookie.” She smiled at how flustered she was.

“Hello Sookie. What time shall I pick you up?”

“Sorry?”

“Tomorrow night.”

“Yeah, that’s why I was calling. I’m off tomorrow night, right?” Sookie frowned.

“You are indeed off the schedule.” Eric shuffled papers. “I’ve got your address right here. What time would you like me to pick you up.”

“Pick me up for what?” Sookie’s cheeks burned.

“Our date.” His voice was matter-of-fact, as if they had discussed this already.

“Um. Our date, right.” Had she blocked part of their conversation from her mind?

Eric sighed. “I assumed that’s what you meant when you said you would see me tomorrow night. If I am out of line…”

Sookie spoke quickly. “No, not at all. Eight? Is eight o’clock okay?”

“Perfect. Until then.” His voice kissed her ear and made her knees weak.

It took her two hours to fall asleep. It was late in the afternoon before she finally dragged herself out of bed.

Spoiler: The Tilted Kilt Chapter 6

Here’s the first little bit of chapter 6. I’ve been sitting on it for a few days, awaiting edits from SeriousCrush, who is out with a horrid cold. Thought you might like a little something to tide you over. 🙂

 

It was just past midnight as Eric rushed through the restaurant. All of the people sitting around the tables were drinking heavily. None of them seemed to register his movements. Eric scanned the faces of the servers, who had congregated against the bar. One was missing. “Where’s Sookie?” His question came out as a growl, making the women jump.

Ginger frowned. “I sent her down to get rum, but I never saw her come back up.” She was holding a bottle of alcohol. “I’ve never seen such a rush on mixed drinks before.”

One of the other servers added, “Yeah, they’re out of control tonight.” She grimaced and looked out at her section where a group of four men started to sing along to the song playing over the speakers.

Eric walked over to the door leading to the basement. The door was locked. Anger surged through him again. “Get the customers out of here. Call cabs, and get back to work,” he shouted back to them. He bashed against the door with his shoulder. The wood creaked and then splintered as the door gave way and ripped off its hinges. He flew down the stairs and watched Bill position himself over Sookie’s body. Stopping him from touching her was the only thought in his head. Hitting Bill satisfied something deep inside of Eric.

“I didn’t mean any harm,” Bill whimpered.

Eric wanted to hurt him, but he had to make sure Sookie was all right first. His lips curled, revealing his fangs when he noticed the wound on her neck. There was only enough blood to barely coat his fingertip, but it didn’t matter. “How do you explain this?” He wanted to crush Bill’s throat until his head separated from his body.

“Sookie? Are you all right? You look pale.” He narrowed his eyes as he watched her breathing faster and faster. Her eyes focused on his face long enough to recoil in fear and then her eyes rolled up and her body went limp. A piece of glass dropped from her hands as she fell. Eric dropped Bill and scooped Sookie’s body up in his arms before she could hit the ground. He shielded her body with his arms and turned his attention back to Bill, who was cowering on the ground.

“Don’t move.” Just to be sure he was listening, Eric kicked him in the face.

Spoiler: Switched Epilogue

“Memphis is a five hour drive, so please, make yourselves comfortable.” Raul slid behind the steering wheel and drove away.

 

Eric moved quickly, talking in an inaudible whisper to Raul through the small window.

 

Sookie was about to ask him what they were talking about, when Eric joined her again. Her attention was pulled away from him by the sound of the window rolling up, sealing the two compartments. Seconds later, she could hear the muffled sounds of Raul singing to a loud rock radio station. “What…”

 

Eric’s mouth was on hers instantly, his tongue pushing past her lips impatiently. He pulled away from her slowly, giving her a seductive smile. His fingers eased up the hem of her skirt and he looked at her in surprise when she stopped him.

 

“Raul is right there!” She pointed to the tiny opaque window six feet away.

 

Eric nodded. “Yes, he is.” He fell between her legs, kneeling on the carpeted floor. He nuzzled against her exposed thigh.

 

Eric. He’ll hear us.”

 

He shook his head, tickling her with his soft hair. “No he won’t.” He winked at her. “I promise.” He could feel her relaxing under him, and took the opportunity to push her skirt further up. He touched her gently, waiting for her permission.

 

Switched Ch 19: Spoiler

Here is a little snippet from the chapter the begged to be written. Enjoy!

 

When she opened her closet, she found it empty. “Eric, where are my clothes?”

 

“I moved some of them, with everything else, onto the porch. I packed the rest away, and put them upstairs.” He led her to the pile of clothes he had left out. “You should wear this,” he said, handing her a beautiful silk dress.

 

“Where did this come from?” Sookie scolded.

 

“Me. Now put it on!” Eric held it over her head and urged her arms into position until it was over her head.

 

“Eric! It’s too much.” She was looking at the rest of her new wardrobe. She felt like crying again. “Why am I so weepy?”

 

“You always feel like that!” Eric was smiling. “It’s not too much. You deserve it, and so much more.”

 

Sookie was on the brink of arguing with him, but then remembered that she had done things for him too…things that would tip the scales, at least a little. “After we see Terry, we need to go to Fangtasia.”