At first Tessa had found the music loud and obnoxious but since Rex enjoyed playing at the most intimate of times it was starting to grow on her and now she sort of coupled it with their bedroom, actually blushing as the song Kashmir came about since she had some rather... dear memories of it. It was quite a shame that the beach house came into view halfway through the song since Tessa felt inclined to try out something dirty, her thoughs perhaps mimicked as she felt her husband's hand sliding up beneath her kneelength skirt to give her thigh a squeeze.<br/><br/>"You're one to talk about being rough around the edges... "<br/>The blushing brunette smiled and showed her grey eyes from beneath her soft fringe, no doubt some of the thoughts behind that deceptively innocent looking face were on things best not talked about in public. As she got out of the car as well Tessa pulled on the hem of her softly blue liberty print blouse, having matched the navy skirt carefully.<br/><br/>"Are you sure you can handle the bags?"<br/>Tessa was actually sure of it herself but they had barely even known eachother for two years yet, granted the bigger part of those two years they had been married. Looking back over her shoulder untill he was right behind her Tessa turned her head forward again and rang the doorbell.