Sookie 07 All Together Dead by Charlaine Harris Page B

thought it was hilarious when Eric had first exhibited feelings for me. Could Pam truly be so changed from her former self?
    "How old were you, Pam?"
    "When I died? I was nineteen." Not a flicker of feeling crossed her face.
    "Did you wear your hair up every day?"
    Pam's face seemed to warm a little. "Yes, I did. I wore it in a very elaborate style; my maid had to help me. I put artificial pads underneath my hair to give it height. And the underwear! You would laugh yourself sick to see me get into it."
    As interesting as this conversation had been, I realized I was tired and ready to go home. "So the bottom line is, you're really loyal to Eric, and you want me to know that neither of you knew that Bill had a hidden agenda when he came to Bon Temps." Pam nodded. "So, you came here tonight to...?"
    "To ask you to have mercy on Eric."
    The idea of Eric needing my mercy had never crossed my mind. "That's as funny as your human underwear," I said. "Pam, I know you believe you owe Eric, even though he killed you – honey, he killed you – but I don't owe Eric a thing."
    "You care for him," she said, and for the first time she sounded a little angry. "I know you do. He's never been so entangled in his emotions. He's never been at such a disadvantage." She seemed to gather herself, and I figured our conversation was over. We got up, and I returned Sam's chairs.
    I had no idea what to say.
    Fortunately, I didn't have to think of anything. Eric himself walked out of the shadows at the edge of the lot.
    "Pam," he said, and that one word was loaded. "You were so late, I followed your trail to make sure all was well."
    "Master," she said, which was something I'd never heard from Pam. She went down on one knee on the gravel, which must have been painful.
    "Leave," Eric said, and just like that, Pam was gone.
    I kept silent. Eric was giving me that vampiric fixed stare, and I couldn't read him at all. I was pretty sure he was mad – but about what, at whom, and with what intensity? That was the fun part of being with vampires, and the scary part of being with vampires, all at the same time.
    Eric decided action would speak louder than words. Suddenly, he was right in front of me. He put a finger under my chin and lifted my face to his. His eyes, which looked simply dark in the irregular light, latched on to mine with an intensity that was both exciting and painful. Vampires; mixed feelings. One and the same.
    Not exactly to my astonishment, he kissed me. When someone has had approximately a thousand years to practice kissing, he can become very good at it, and I would be lying if I said I was immune to such osculatory talent. My temperature zoomed up about ten degrees. It was everything I could do to keep from stepping into him, wrapping my arms around him, and stropping myself against him. For a dead guy, he had the liveliest chemistry – and apparently all my hormones were wide awake after my night with Quinn. Thinking of Quinn was like a dash of cold water.
    With an almost painful reluctance, I pulled away from Eric. His face had a focused air, as if he was sampling something and deciding if it was good enough to keep.
    "Eric," I said, and my voice was shaking. "I don't know why you're here, and I don't know why we're having all this drama."
    "Are you Quinn's now?" His eyes narrowed.
    "I'm my own," I said. "I choose."
    "And have you chosen?"
    "Eric, this is beyond gall. You haven't been dating me. You haven't given me any sign that was on your mind. You haven't treated me as though I had any significance in your life. I'm not saying I would have been open to those things, but I'm saying in their absence I've been free to find another, ah, companion. And so far, I like Quinn just fine."
    "You don't know him any more than you really knew Bill."
    That sliced down where it hurt.
    "At least I'm pretty damn sure he wasn't ordered to get me in bed so I'd be a political asset!"
    "It's better that you knew about Bill," Eric said.
    "Yes, it's