In reality, Amelia was craving attention. She enjoyed the way Troy's eyes wandered over her body, undressing every each of her. It made her feel special...wanted. It had been some time since Amelia had been paid as much attention, so she was going to make sure she kept Troy's eyes on herself. A girl had needs...and right now, Troy was fulfilling some of them. While she had more itches that needed scratching, she wasn't sure yet if Troy would be up for that kind of evening. In Amelia's mind, this was probably the only time she would hang out with a vampire-hating fairy...so she wanted to enjoy every second of it.
Even as she sat in front of Troy at the table, she made sure to press her breasts together just a little bit. She wasn't obvious with how she sat in the chair because she wanted to attract him to her subconsciously. She would never make the moves first. After all, Amelia was a lady. She expected the gentleman to take the lead. She was giving Troy all the signals, but it was ultimately up to him how he wanted this evening to end.
His words about the table and the romantic setting had her grinning with a light chuckle. "I've had all week to plan this. I wanted it to be special. After all, you did save my life." She had wanted everything to be perfect, from the table settings to the menu to her dress. She wanted everything perfect. It had been too long since she was trying to impress someone. "By the way, the proposal was supposed to be a secret. Guess the cat's out of the bag now." She chuckled lightly, a soft twinkle in her eyes. She was only teasing with him and her tone made that obvious. She was not here to shackle him to her. She just wanted to spend some time with the man that saved her life.
As they look over the menu, she can see that he's a bit worried about the menu choices. He makes a comment and she shakes her head lightly. "I find it rude to order some of my preferred dishes. I can still eat normal food, I just don't do so often. I'll be fine. You worry about what you're gong to eat." He orders a bottle of their oldest red wine and she nods in agreement. "I'm always a classy girl â€" I love my wine."

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