Eric nodded once, still angry that she'd managed to coerce him yet again. Any other woman he would have been able to say no to, and she would have listened. And if they hadn't listened, then he could have simply compelled them to his wishes. Sookie was apparently immune to both, not that he would use that ability on her. She was too valuable to risk her mind like that.

He turned toward the door, glancing back at her over his shoulder. "If you need me, my room is on the fifth floor. Room 505. If you get into trouble, just yell. I will come for you." Eric wished she'd agreed to take his blood, but he wouldn't coerce her into that again, at least for now. He wanted her to have it willingly, though if it became increasingly necessary, he would insist until she agreed.