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. Rookie Stack house."" Thank you, Rookie."" Welcome, Eric.

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