Jade adjusted her red and black corset top a bit looking around. She pulled at the hem of her black mini skirt. And she saw him, in his usual booth chatting away with Mark.
He qorked his brow up as he sensed Jade there. He always could. Eric turned to look at her as Mark did the same. Mark's eyes widened so much you would have thought they were going to fly out.

She made her way over to the two, both looking as if they couldn't believe what they were seeing. And Jade was infront of the table.
She winked to Mark, "Hey Shaggy. How bout you get yerself a drink while I talk to the bossman for a while."

His jawdropped, none-the-less Eric's did too while Jade was looking away.
"Sure... sure thing, Jade," Mark said as he slipped out of the booth, "Need anything while I'm up?"
"How bout the usual Whiskey sour with a shot of B neg." She nodded as she traded places with him and sat in his seat.
He nodded and headed to the bar.

"So... Jade. What brings you here... talking to me tonight?" Eric asked, his blonde brow still qorked upwards.
"You know what." She said as she leaned forward.
"Oh... I want to say I'm sorry about... the last few times we've seen each other," Eric started.
"No no, I wanted to say I was sorry... for saying I hated you." her jade hues looked him in the eye.

Something in those cold blue eyes lit up hearing those words. Mark set the shot glass full of blood infront of her as well as the whiskey sour.
She reached up and hugged him, "Thanks, kid. You need to come visit me in RhyDin sometime."
"Your welcome. Jeez, But I'm not a kid. I'm almost 150!" he laughed.
Jade kissed him on the cheek and let go of him, "Yer still a kid to me! Now get outta here!" She playfully kicked him in the butt as he walked off.

She let out a small laugh as she turned back to Eric, then downed the shot of blood. He sniffed... then leaned closer to sniff. Jade knew he was sniffing the smell of any other man she had been with. She said nothing.
"How many?" he asked.
"Two." She answered shortly.

Eric didn't speak for a long moment. Jade looked at him, then into his cold eyes. She could feel his heartbreak, but there was nothing she could do - or was willing to do at the moment.
"Did you love any of them?" he spoke finally.
"No," she answered shortly again.
"But I can feel you loved someone," Eric looked her in the eyes.
"Yes, I was engaged. But we never did anything of that sort." she paused, looking down into her drink, "I broke it off a few weeks ago because I didn't feel anything for him anymore."

He sipped his beer as a lock of long blonde hair fell into his face. Out of impulse, Jade reached over and tucked it behind his ear. Eric pressed his hand to hers. She recoiled her hand, looking back down to her drink.
"Jade, were they as good as me?" he asked.
She blushed but said nothing.
"What if I told you that the entire time you were away I thought about you everyday?" he asked, cold blue eyes warming up.
"If you were any other guy, I'd tell you to stop trying to get in my pants. But for you, I'd say I told you not to worry about me," Jade said as she took a drink from her whiskey sour.
"It's hard not to. You're so far away. Not even the same planet of sorts." Eric said to her, eyeing.
"It's just a spell away. You could ask Cas to bring you." she told him.
"Cas barely lets me know that she knows I'm still alive." he took another sip of his beer.
"Would you?" Jade asked, "But I'm not here to talk about any of this. Just tell you of my problems."

He peered at her. Never before had she ever let him on anything that troubled her, if he hadn't already had found out. Eric reached out and took her hand.
"Jade, you have changed." he breathed.