Who: Tesla Spencer and Logan Echolls. Where/Wehn: The Echolls' Poolhouse, Saturday night. What: Sexins. Warnings: Smutty smut smut.
Tess really hadn't wasted time from the conversation over the board to holler at Henry that she was borrowing the car overnight, probably, darting out the door to hop in and drive to Logan's parents house. Could see somewhere upstairs, she guessed Trina's room, lit up, and decided that was fine so long as she didn't get snoopy. So far they'd avoided an unpleasant encounter but Tess knew as well as anyone Trina would make sweet with her in an attempt to win her brother over. Pulled in to jump out and jog around the main house to the courtyard, stopping to look at the poolhouse a long moment, arms crossed. Was he serious about the house business? She highly doubted it, but he was saying all the right things at least.
Looked at herself in the reflection off the doors and grimaced. Hadn't bothered changing out of PJs, a tank top and matching pants, and her hair was braided in two braids on both sides of her head. Didn't feel like mussing with it without a comb, so she sighed, walked to step in to the door, leaning back in it dramatically. "Someone make a booty call?" Laughed at herself, shaking her head before half running to him, swinging herself up into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist, pecking him on the lips innocently. "Hi! My name is Mary, my Daddy sends me to a $8,000 a year girls school, you're the first boy I've ever seen before!"