Sebastian Ellington
I thought you knew I was filthy rich
I thought you knew I never answer my phone
I thought you knew I was a late night with a bad bite I thought you knew.
Sebastian trailed after the young woman as she made her way back towards the front of that store, hardly a syllable leaving his lips as he followed the woman in her efforts to run those errands. He watched as the workers of that store begun to pull those items out of the back of the store, a pile quickly beginning to form upon the sidewalk in the process. The vampire naturally reached for those heavier items, lifting them with a certain sort of ease that came with that vampiric strength. Although he knew, logically, that the young woman was likely entirely capable of filling her trunk herself, what with those surely supernatural abilities, it hardly felt right to allow a pregnant woman to do so, not when she should surely be resting. It was the sound of that near soft sigh that drew his gaze upwards from that box he was wrestling into the back of her vehicle, his bright blue eyes briefly met the dark brown of her own. That apology, however, prompted little more than a warm simper upon the Englishman's features. "Please, dear, don't fret over it. You have much to be protective over." Truly, the vampire's decidedly good nature was hardy perturbed in the slightest at the evening's event. After all, he had managed to coax the woman to not hate him. That was surely worth something.
Sebastian easily turned his attention back to those remaining items, piling them into her trunk until the sidewalk was near empty. There was a small look of satisfaction upon his features as Amelia closed that trunk with a thud, each of those many purchases safely tucked away in the depths of that vehicle. He hardly expected the way she turned back towards him, only to present him with an invitation to join herself and Troy for dinner. Frankly, it was an unexpected though thoroughly welcomed offer. He knew well Dorian would be more than delighted for such an invitation. His head bobbed ever so slightly. "We would enjoy that. " He responded with that warm grin. "I'll have Dorian talk to Troy and see if they can find a good date for us all." After all, their significant others surely had a way to keep in contact, it seemed only natural that the pair of friends should organize such an event. "I hope you have a good evening, dove. Do try to wait for Troy to help you with all of that." He nodded slowly towards the trunk, the man entirely content to leave her to return to that home she had ventured from in the first place.