Always asking me for a plan. [Her head shakes, slow and short as she closes her eyes. Letting out a small breath at the touches, Tess settles her fingers around the edge of the table, waits as he moves.

Lifting her gaze in the quiet, the corners of her lips draw back in a smile, slight.] You know, we got a proper bed for this sort of thing.

Thought you might wanna make use of it.