what he says is my own good. I believe he cares about me. But he cares about himself mostly.” I took a deep breath. “I’m sorry, I’m babbling.”
“This is why I married JB,” she said. “So I wouldn’t have to worry about shit like this.” She nodded, confirming her own good decision.
“Well, you’ve taken him, so I can’t do that,” I said. I tried to smile. Marriage to someone as simple as JB sounded really relaxing. But was marriage supposed to be like settling back in a La-Z-Boy? At least spending time with Eric is never boring, I thought. Sweet as he was, JB had a finite capacity for entertaining conversation.
Plus, Tara was always going to have to be in charge. Tara was no fool, and she’d never be blinded by love. Other things, maybe, but not love. I knew Tara clearly understood the rules of her marriage to JB, and she didn’t seem to mind. For her, being the navigator/captain was a comforting and empowering role. I definitely liked to be in charge of my own life—I didn’t want anyone owning me—but my concept of marriage was more in the nature of a democratic partnership.
“So, let me summarize,” Tara said in a good imitation of one of our high school teachers. “You and Eric have done the nasty in the past.”
I nodded. Boy howdy, had we.
“Now the whole vampire organization owes you for some service you performed. I don’t want to know what it was, and I don’t want to know why you did it.”
I nodded again.
“Also, Eric more or less owns a piece of you because of this blood-bond thing. Which he didn’t necessarily plan out in advance, to give him credit.”
“Yep.”
“And now he’s maneuvered you into the position of being his fiancée? His wife? But you didn’t know what you were doing.”
“Right.”
“And Sam called you idiotic because you obeyed Eric.”
I shrugged. “Yeah, he did.”
Tara had to help a customer then, but only for a couple of minutes. (Riki Cunningham wanted to pay on a prom dress she’d put on layaway for her daughter.) When Tara resumed her seat, she was ready to give me feedback. “Sookie, at least Eric does care about you some, and he’s never hurt you. You could’ve been smarter. I don’t know if you weren’t because of this bond thing you have with him or because you’re so gone on him that you don’t ask enough questions. Only you can figure that out. But it could be worse. No humans need to know about this knife thing. And Eric can’t be around during the day, so you’ll have Eric-free time to think. Also, he’s got his own business to run, so he’s not going to be following you around. And the new vampire execs have to leave you alone because they want to keep Eric happy. Not so bad, right?” She smiled at me, and after a second, I smiled back.
I began to perk up. “Thanks, Tara,” I said. “You think Sam will stop being mad?”
“I wouldn’t exactly expect him to apologize for saying you acted like an idiot,” Tara warned me. “A, it’s true, and B, he’s a man. He’s got that chromosome. But you two have always gotten along great, and he owes you for you taking care of the bar. So he’ll come around.”
I pitched my used Kleenex into the little trash can by the table. I smiled, though it probably wasn’t my best effort.
“Meanwhile,” Tara said, “I have some news for you, too.” She took a deep breath.
“What is it?” I asked, delighted that we were back on best-friend footing.
“I’m going to have a baby,” Tara said, and her face froze in a grimace.
Ah-oh. Dangerous footing. “You don’t look super-happy,” I said, cautiously.
“I hadn’t planned on having children at all,” she said. “Which was okay with JB.”
“So . . . ?”
“Well, even multiple birth control methods don’t always work,” Tara said, looking down at her hands, which were folded on top of a bridal magazine. “And I just can’t have it taken care of. It’s ours. So.”
“Might . . . might you come around to being glad about this?”
She tried to smile. “JB is really happy. It’s hard for him to keep it a secret. But I wanted to wait for the first three months to pass. You’re the first one I’ve told.”
“I swear,” I said, reaching over to pat her shoulder, “you’ll be a good mother.”
“You really think so?” She looked, and felt, terrified. Tara’s folks had been