(Synn)<br/><br/>Synn would jerk her chin away from his grip with a teasing smirk. She stood up from the table and walked around to his side. She stepped behind him and pressed her body up against his back as she leaned down. She moved her hands over his broad shoulders and trailed her fingertips down across his chest. She pressed her cheek against his ear and snaked her tongue along the outer edge of his earlobe before she spoke softly, "Now why on Earth would I let you fuck me, Troy? After all those years practically eating out of your hand when we were in the same unit, why now?"<br/><br/>She raked her nails back up over his chest and let her hands rest on his shoulders. "Besides, I'm taken" she smirked once again, shifting her weight to her left side, then turned to walk back over to her seat. It wasn't that she didn't want Troy all to herself. She always had, but she was not about to make it easy for him after all he had put her through in the past.