"I love it," she said and pulled her feet out of the water, folding them to the side. She shamelessly curled into his semi embrace and wrapped her arms around his body. She held him tight, took a deep breath and pressed a firm kiss on his shoulder before she stood up. "Let's go raid the bar," she grinned and used the dress she'd worn before to dry off while she walked towards the house.<br/><br/>Amelia's bare feet left subtle prints on the floor, a straight path into the kitchen where she held open a cupboard full of liquor.  Some sort of excitement grew as she planted a trio of vodka, tequila and liquorish shots on the counter along with a bottle of white from the fridge. "You take what you want out of there, babe," she told Scott and slid her hands down her naked waist to her hips. "I'm gonna change into something less wet." She chuckled and hurried up to her bedroom and changed (http://img.thesun.co.uk/multimedia/archive/00379/Jessica_Alba_379186a.jpg) into jeans and a thin gray tank top. She barely spared her bed a glance as it only held memories of Tales, but she did look in the mirror and ruffle her hair a little before she sauntered back downstairs to Scott.<br/><br/>"The studio?" she asked with a small grin and stuffed her hands in her pockets.