It wasn't that Amelia wasn't looking for someone to love, but more so that she was just trying to protect her heart. She had been in serious relationships before, but it was never easy. Her partners grew old and eventually died while she kept on living. Over the years, losing lovers one after the other had taken it's toll on Amelia and now, she vowed only to get into a relationship with someone who lived as long as she did. She didn't want to lose anyone else...her heart couldn't handle it.

When he spoke about what made him inferior over her, she couldn't help but chuckle. Her laugh was infectious. "...and extreme libido." She offered a playful wink as she offered one of the other more extreme perks vampires were prone to. But when he talked about his beauty and his wings, she let her hands trace where his wings would be. "...and I rather like your wings." Not only because they saved her ass, but also because they were beautiful. Sometimes it made her a little jealous because she didn't have wings.

It was then that Amelia moved behind him, wrapping her legs around his waist while he worked on his hamburger. His words had her laughing again, offering him a playful slap. "Be nice and I might straddle you other places..." She was only being playful. It was then than she began to massage his shoulders, her intent being only to massage the stress out of them. She never had considered herself an expert, but she did have hundreds of years of practice.

When he spoke, giving her the freedom to remove his clothing, she looked down at him. "I see what you want...you just want me to remove your clothing for you." But she did so anyway, because he was right...his clothing was offering a barrier that she really didn't want to bother with. And so, once he was finished with his hamburger, she let her hands curl around the edge of his shirt before she began to pull the material up his body and over his head. She tossed the shirt on the floor before her hands began to trace over the muscles of his back. She could only imagine what his chest looked like. Just thinking about it made her panties a little damp. But, she was trying to be innocent, despite Troy's beckoning. Despite her lack of jumping on him, she wouldn't turn away a chance to be with him...she just wanted to finish her massage first.

Hands finally moved to his lower back, easing out the knots found there. She kneaded and massaged, trying her best to dissolve the knots. "You know...you really should find something to help ease your stress." Truthfully, Amelia expected a comeback around the lines of 'you know, they say sex is a great stress reliever'. Maybe that was just her subconscious speaking to her, but it also sounded like something Troy might say to her.