When I woke up the next morning I actually felt hopeful for the first time since we’d been rescued. I wondered what Sookie was doing and it killed me inside knowing she thought that I didn’t want her. That she’d meant nothing to me. I mentally berated myself some more before I finally got out of bed. I’d come up with what I hoped was the perfect plan the night before and thought it would show Sookie that I did in fact love her because I would literally be spelling it out for her.
I quickly showered and changed before going downstairs to look for my mother. She had always had an interest in art and was a board member of the local art gallery so I hoped she would have the contacts I would need to start Operation Get Sookie Back. I found her in the kitchen reading the paper while drinking her morning cup of coffee and I stood there stunned for a few minutes just staring at her. I’d been so self absorbed with my own problems that it was the first time I really looked at her since I’d been home.
Just the mere fact that she was up before noon was an enigma in itself, but she looked so much healthier than I could ever remember. The dark circles were gone from underneath her eyes and her skin no longer had the dull quality that I knew had come from her excessive drinking. I’d seen pictures from her modelling days and knew she’d been beautiful, but that had given way to a much harsher edge from the alcohol as the years passed by. It was gone now and her former beauty had been restored. Knowing it was because she stopped drinking for me, I felt a warmth spread through my veins feeling my mother’s love for me for the very first time.
She must have felt the weight of my stare because she looked up at me and smiled asking, “What?” as she smoothed her hair self-consciously thinking one might be out of place. I walked forward and bent over giving her a kiss on the cheek and said, “You’re beautiful.” She actually blushed and her eyes started to fill with tears, but she quickly laughed it off and said, “You’re a charmer, just like your father.” I hoped that was true because I would need all of the charm in the world to try to get Sookie to forgive me. I crossed my fingers and sat at the table next to my mother while I told her what I wanted to do.
She openly wept as I told her about the fairytale I’d made up for Sookie while we were on the island and what I wanted to do. She kept saying how sweet it was while dabbing her eyes with tissues and then grabbed her phone saying she knew just the person who could help. She called an artist she’d met a few months back and asked her if she would be willing to help with a sizeable paycheck added as an incentive.
An hour later a strange girl named Thalia showed up at our house. Just Thalia. Like Cher or Madonna. She reminded me of an even more goth version of Wednesday Adams and I was worried that it the book would end up looking like a Tim Burton movie, but my mother assured me her artistic style was beautiful. I’d already typed up the story on a word document and she asked me to describe what I envisioned how the characters looked like.
I described every detail of Sookie’s face, hair and body having memorized them in the time we’d spent together. At least, every detail with her wearing clothes. Thalia sketched while I talked and I was shocked when she turned her sketchbook around to show me her work. Without a doubt it was Sookie and I involuntarily held my breath seeing her again. All I could do was nod at her and when I finally looked over at her, Thalia had actually cracked a smile. It was a little disconcerting, but I appreciated it anyway.
She assumed correctly that I was the Prince and she quickly made of sketch of me that was just as realistic. The only change I had her make was to make my hair long enough to touch my shoulders, like it had been on the island. I figured we could both do without the beard.
When she got to Bill the Ogre she looked up and asked, “Is it that guy that’s all over the TV running for office?” When I nodded my head she started drawing again and muttered under her breath, “He’s a douche bag.” I couldn’t help laughing out loud, but when she asked about the evil queen I just gave a vague description of how Sookie had described her mother and left it at that. I had no idea of what was going on with their relationship now that we were back and I hoped that she was as lucky as I had been with my own parents.
Thalia returned the next day with the completed book and my mother cried all over again looking at it. I had to admit that it came out better than I had imagined with my own eyes filling up thinking back of when the story had taken shape. It was always told through whispered words at night with Sookie wrapped up in my arms and I hoped and prayed that I would have her in my arms again.
My mother said that I should bring it over to Sookie myself, but I just couldn’t do it. I didn’t want to influence her decision by standing right in front of her. And I honestly didn’t think I’d be able to stand there calmly as she held my future in her hands. So I dropped it off at the FedEx office with an overnight delivery scheduled for the next morning and went back home to wait out the longest night of my life.
I barely slept at all with my nerves wreaking havoc with my brain. I quickly showered and changed before going downstairs where my mother was practically bouncing with excitement. I started getting worried that she was planning on tagging along and tried to come up with a polite way to say ‘No fucking way!‘ Thankfully she just gave me a kiss on the cheek, handed me her car keys, and wished me luck, but before I could leave she yelled out, “Wait!”
I turned around prepared to tell her that she was NOT coming with me, but she stunned me into silence with what she held out in front of her. It was my grandmother’s engagement ring. She had always said that it would be mine to give to the right girl when the time came, but until Sookie came into my life I had never imagined giving a ring to anyone. My mother placed it into my hand and said, “Just in case.” Then she gave me a wink and walked away.
The book was supposed to be delivered before noon, but I knew they started their deliveries at 8 a.m. so I got to Sookie’s parents’ house at 7:45 and parked a little ways down from their house. I didn’t want her to see me sitting in my car like a stalker, but I wanted to be able to see when the delivery was made.
The time both dragged on and flew by when I saw the truck pull up to her house three hours later. I had debated over and over if it was too soon to ask her to marry me. I didn’t even know if she loved me, but even if she did she was technically still married. Would she want to be engaged so soon. Would she even want to get married again? I got out of the car and slowly walked towards her house as the FedEx truck pulled away deciding I would tackle one thing at a time and just contemplated what I would do if she didn’t open the door? How long should I wait? What if she doesn’t love me? What if she doesn’t open the package right away? Shit!
I was so busy pacing back and forth in the yard in front her of porch wondering what I should do that I hadn’t realized she’d opened the front door until I heard her gasp behind me. My head whipped around and my heart stopped seeing her again. Her eyes were puffy and red from crying and still just as beautiful, but I didn’t know if they were happy or sad tears so I stayed put with my eyes pleading with her to give me a clue.
“You cut your hair,” she said. Not exactly an ‘I love you too’ but at least she didn’t seem mad at me anymore so I nodded and waited.
I didn’t have to wait long.
Sookie launched herself off of the porch and into my arms with us quickly becoming a tangled mass of limbs and lips and kisses and apologies and I finally felt whole again.
We stayed that way for a few more minutes until I couldn’t take it anymore and pulled far enough away so that I could look into her beautiful blue eyes and said, “I love you Sookie. I fell in love with you the first week we were on that island and I’m so sorry I never told you until now.” I hadn’t realized I was crying until she reached up and wiped my tears away with her hands.
“I love you too Eric. I knew it months ago, but I was too afraid to say it. I love you so much.” She leaned forward and kissed all over my face before settling her lips on mine again. We quickly became lost in each other and didn’t realize how far we were taking things until a car passed by honking their horn at us. I wasn’t used to not just stripping Sookie of her clothes wherever we were having had her all to myself for six months straight.
She giggled and asked me if I would like to come inside. I had no plans to leave her side period, so I hoped I’d be able to convince her to go along with it. As I carried her into the house we quickly picked up where we’d left off outside with Sookie directing me to her bedroom whenever I’d let go of her mouth long enough to say anything.
I laid her on the bed and was starting to removing her dress when she stilled my hands with her own and said, “There’s something you should know first.” She sounded so ominous that I wondered if she hadn’t gone and murdered Bill. I’d be more than happy to help her hide the body.
I waited as she took a deep breath and barely made a sound as she whispered, “I’m pregnant.”
My jaw fell open as I processed her words and I quickly felt the warmth of pure joy course through my veins. I was still hovering on top of her so I leaned down and kissed the spot where our baby was growing inside of her. Tears of joy filled my eyes as I pressed my lips against her still flat abdomen and whispered, “Hi Baby, Daddy loves you.”
The sound of Sookie sobbing above me made me look at her as I sat up asking, “What’s wrong? Are you not happy that you’re pregnant?” I quickly started to worry that maybe she thought this was a bad thing while I thought it was the second best thing I found out today with the first being that Sookie loved me.
“Of course I’m happy that I’m pregnant, I’m just even happier that you’re happy too..” she sat up and wrapped her arms around my neck as she continued to sob against my chest and I made a mental note to read up on pregnant women and mood swings.
Her cries quickly subsided when her lips met mine again, but the frenzied passion from before was quickly replaced with slow and methodical movements. I wanted to worship every inch of this glorious woman that was carrying my unborn child. I gently eased her body backwards until she was lying down underneath me and kissed my way along her jaw to the spot behind her ear that made her moan in approval and my dick even harder.
While my lips made their way down her chest, my fingers found the zipper to her dress and I slowly peeled it down her body taking her underwear off with it. I took a moment to admire her naked form feeling as though it had been years since I saw her like this even though it had only been days. I knew after our first time together that I would never be able to have my fill of her and the overwhelming love I felt for her would’ve been enough to bring me to my knees if I hadn’t already been on them.
I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it aside as I leaned down kissed her again before moving down her body once more. I swirled my tongue around her hardened nipple while my hand gently caressed the other. Her fingers ran through my hair trying to find purchase in my shorter locks before she just settled her hand firmly against the back of my head.
Her hips were moving up and down against my torso so as I moved my mouth to her other breast I slid my hand down her body to her center and growled against her skin when I felt how slick she was with arousal. I ran them along the length of her folds coating my fingers in her juices before sliding one inside of her causing her to cry out in ecstasy.
Hearing that sound coming out of her lips made me move my lips further down her body until I was finally in between her legs. I looked up to see her staring back at me with her eyes filled with love and lust driving me forward. I slipped a second finger inside of her as I latched onto her small bundle of nerves with my mouth and watched her eyes roll back in her head momentarily before they met mine once more.
I continued pumping my fingers into her while I flicked my tongue over her clit in time with my thrusts. I could feel her muscles starting to spasm around my hand as she got closer to her release so I curled my fingers brushing them over that special spot inside of her while sucking her nub with a little more pressure and she screamed out my name as her walls clamped down on my fingers with her orgasm.
Her whole body trembled as I kissed my way back up her body and I stopped long enough to kiss the spot where our baby was safely snuggled inside of her before she pulled my lips back into another kiss while her hands worked to rid me of my pants. She got them down as far as she could before I kicked them all of the way off. I relished in the feel of our naked bodies pressed against each other, but I was careful not to let my body weight press down on her fully.
Sookie’s hand snaked in between our bodies and stroked along my length and the feel of it nearly caused me to explode before she finally placed me at her entrance. I looked into her eyes and wiped the tears from her face as I declared once more, “I love you.”
“I love you too,” she whispered, but any other words she might have said were halted by the moan that made its way out of her throat as I slowly pushed into her. I could feel the pulse of my blood running through my veins beating against her inner walls and once I was fully sheathed inside of her we both sighed in relief.
It didn’t take long for us to start moving our hips against each other in the familiar rhythm we had perfected over the previous months. I felt the love I had for her swell inside of me so much that I was surprised my whole body didn’t shoot out rays of light because that’s what she was to me. She was the light that had drawn me out of the darkness my life had been filled with before she came along and I would worship her until the last breath left my body forever grateful.
I watched Sookie’s eyes glaze over as her muscles started to spasm harder around me and she pulled me down into another kiss as we both tumbled over the edge into an orgasmic bliss with our cries muffled by each others mouths.
Once our breathing returned to normal I slowly withdrew from her and laid down beside her pulling her body tightly against mine. I knew I couldn’t be away from her again and I didn’t want to. Ever. Sookie and our baby were the only things that mattered to me now and I knew that would never change.
I slid off the bed and pulled her with me until she was sitting up with her legs hanging off the side. Her eyes went wide as she watched me kneel before her and I said, “I meant it when I wrote that I can’t see my future without you in it. I love you Sookie and I don’t ever want to be apart from you again.” I felt the hope for our future swell inside of me as I asked, “Will you marry me?”