Dead Ever After
went to Eric the second it got dark. Of course, he’d heard you’d been arrested and he was totally pissed off. But he was mostly angry that I’d tried to bail you out on my own. That vampire, Freyda, she was sitting right by him.” Remembering, Sam was so angry that his teeth were bared. “Finally, she told him he could go on and bail you out, but with conditions.”
“With her conditions.”
“Yeah. The first condition was that you never see Eric again. Or enter Oklahoma. On penalty of death. But Eric said no, he had a better idea. He was trying to let her think he was doing something bad to you, but he was really doing something bad to me. He agreed to the part about you not entering Oklahoma, and he agreed that he would never be alone with you again, but he tacked on another one she wouldn’t have thought of. It was that I could never tell you I’d asked Eric to put up the bail. And I could never try to . . . court you.”
“And you agreed.” I was feeling about five different emotions at once.
“I agreed. It seemed to be the only way to get you out of that damn jail. I confess that I needed sleep bad and my thinking may not have been real clear.”
“Okay. Let me tell you something right now. As of this morning, the assets of Claudine’s bank are now unfrozen, and I can post my own bail. I don’t exactly know how to do it, but we can go to the bondsman tomorrow, and tell him I want to give Eric’s money back and put mine in its place. I’m not real sure how all that works, but I’ll bet it can be done.” Finally, I had a coherent picture. Eric had been angry at losing control of his own life. Further, Eric was convinced Sam was waiting in the wings to take his place in my bed. There were some implications that I’d store away to think about later.
“So, are you mad at me?” Sam asked. “Or do you think I’m wonderful for getting you out? Or a fool for making a deal with Eric? Or lucky that Bill told you the truth?” His head was full of optimism, pessimism, and apprehension. “I still don’t know what to do about the promise I made Eric.”
“I’m just relieved that you’re okay now. You did the best you could when you thought of it, and your whole reason to agree to such a stupid thing was to get me out of a terrible situation. How can I not be grateful for that?”
“I don’t want you grateful,” he said. “I want you mine. Eric was right about that.”
And my life turned upside down. Again. “Either there was just an earthquake in here, or you said . . . you wanted me to be yours?”
“Yeah. No earthquake.”
“Okay. Well. I guess I have to ask, what changed? I was the last person you wanted to see while you were . . .”
“Getting over being dead.”
“Yeah. That.”
“Maybe I felt then like you’re feeling now. Maybe I felt like I’d come so close to forever-death that I’d better step back and take a look at my life. Maybe I didn’t like a lot of what I’d done with it so far.”
This was a side of Sam I’d never seen. “What didn’t you like?” I knew he wanted to move on to the issue that sat between us like an elephant, but I had to have some answers.
“I didn’t like my choices in women,” he said unexpectedly. “I’d been picking women who were on the far side of acceptable. That didn’t even occur to me until I knew I didn’t want to take Jannalynn home to meet my mother. I didn’t want her to meet my sister and my brother. I was scared for her to play with my niece and nephew. And that made me ask myself—why was I dating her?”
“She was better than the maenad,” I said.
“Oh, Callisto . . .” He reddened. “She’s a force of nature, you understand, Sookie? A maenad is impossible to resist. If you’re a shifter or a wild thing of any sort, you have to answer her call. I don’t know how sex is with a vampire, I never did that, but you always seemed to think it was really great . . . and I guess Callisto would be sort of the shifter equivalent. She’s wild herself, and dangerous.”
There were things about his analogy I didn’t like, but it wasn’t the time to discuss details. “So, you’ve dated women you’re not proud of dating, and you think you picked them because . . . ?” I really wanted to know where this was going.
“There was a part of me that recognized . . . Oh, this sounds like the worst self-serving bullshit. There was a part of me that kept insisting that I was a big bad supe and born to be a
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