"As much as I'm firmly on team Eric, rereading book 2 still puts Bill firmly in the competition.
Here's the quote (the 'he' is Bill and 'I' is obviously Sookie):
If I'd had doubts up until then, I had them no longer....He slid his arms underneath me and held me to him as tightly as possible; he nuzzled my neck, kneaded my hips, ran his fingers down my thighs and kissed the backs of my knees. He bathed in me. "Spread your legs for me, Sookie," he whispered, in his cold dark voice, and I did. He was ready again, and he was rough with it, as if he were trying to prove something.
"Be sweet," I said, the first time I had spoken.
"I can't. It's been too long, next time I'll be sweet, I swear," he said, running his tongue down the line of my jaw. His fangs grazed my neck. Fangs, tongue, mouth, fingers, manhood; it was like being made love to by the Tasmanian Devil. "

"These are all lovely scenes, and frankly, I can't pic a team, I think she should make the most of them both, in spite of what Bill has done and Eric hasn't done. What I don't want to see at all is the disturbing detour into the WERE bullshit. We don't need any Alcide or Quinn getting in the way. Sookie needs to stick to the "humans or better" philosophy. Were-anything is a step down. "

"Back to quotes:

"Why do you think Eric would give a flying f^ck what Bill had been ordered to do, much less reveal it to a human woman, if he didn't have inappropriate feelings for you?"

~Pam
ALL TOGETHER DEAD

That Pam....
;-))"

"***SPOILER***






I had a sudden mental picture of all three of us climbing in the double bed in the little bedroom. Instead of DUKING out our conflicts, or TALKING out our problems, we could... no. I could feel my face flame red, as I was torn between semi-hysterical amusement and a big dash of shame at even thinking the thought...... I gave a hysterical kind of giggle, which definitely startled the two vampires
"This is amusing?" Bill asked. He gestured from the plywood, to the recumbant Tara, to the bandage on my shoulder. He omitted pointing from Eric to himself. I laughed out loud
Eric cocked a blonde eyebrow. "WE are amusing?"
I nodded wordlessly. I thought, "Instead of a cook-off, we could have a cock-off, Instead of a fished derby we could have a..."

Laughed myself silly when I first read that, then.... oh, the possibilities!"

"It sort of picks up on what was left unsaid after this quote:

Eric started talking the moment I emerged, " I can't believe I -"

"Yeah, yeah, I know, loved a mere human, made all those promises, was as sweet as pie and wanted to stay with me forever," I muttered. Surely there was a shortcut we could take through this scene.

"I can't believe I felt something so strongly and was so happy for the first time in hundreds of years," Eric said with some dignity. "Give me some credit for that, too.""

"BTW, I love how she says "Oh, hell" and storms off in the bathroom after he tells her he remembers. She had a long night... completely understandable."

"**BOWING** Morgy, you're reading my mind! I wouldn't have had to stop by the bathroom, actually, he wouldn't have to have said anything. Seeing him on my bed would be eought to jump outta my clothes and onto him! :-)"

"That's one of the most lovable traits Bill has. Who wouldn't want that gorgeous thing to brush her hair?!"

"As much as I'm firmly on team Eric, rereading book 2 still puts Bill firmly in the competition.

Here's the quote (the 'he' is Bill and 'I' is obviously Sookie):

If I'd had doubts up until then, I had them no longer....He slid his arms underneath me and held me to him as tightly as possible; he nuzzled my neck, kneaded my hips, ran his fingers down my thighs and kissed the backs of my knees. He bathed in me. "Spread your legs for me, Sookie," he whispered, in his cold dark voice, and I did. He was ready again, and he was rough with it, as if he were trying to prove something.
"Be sweet," I said, the first time I had spoken.
"I can't. It's been too long, next time I'll be sweet, I swear," he said, running his tongue down the line of my jaw. His fangs grazed my neck. Fangs, tongue, mouth, fingers, manhood; it was like being made love to by the Tasmanian Devil. "