As I climbed up into the high old bed, the large fly in my personal ointment did the same. Had I actually told him he could get in bed with me? Well, I decided, as I wriggled down under the soft old sheets and the blanket and the comforter, if Eric had designs on me, I was just too tired to care.Woman?Hmmm?What's your name?Sookie. Sookie Stackhouse.Thank you, Sookie.Welcome, Eric.
~ Charlaine Harris