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"Baby!" Sitting on the black leather couch in his family room, Matt Saint Claire sat with the answering machine in his hands, waiting for his fiance to come help him decide what their voicemail should say. They had just recently bought their new house, and had finally finished unpacking everything, including the small electronic device in his hands.
"I'm coming, I'm coming.. impatient much?" Her laugh sounded like heaven to Matt as it floated through the house from the kitchen and into their family room. Matt smiled at her voice just before her presence appeared in the room, walking towards the couch, and sitting down in his lap before he wrapped his arms around her waist, setting the answering machine down next to them on the black leather. His lips touched hers for just a moment before they both pulled away.
"Alright so how do we wanna' do this?" Matt asked with a smile as he picked up the answering machine, placing it on the glass coffee table in front of them. Tessa just shrugged.
"I guess we'll just go for it." She said, pressing down on the red 'record' button. She was the first to speak.
"Hi you've reached Tessa and Matt, we can't come to the phone right now-"
"Because we're too busy having rough sex on our new couch!"
"Matt!" Tessa exclaimed, laughing as she pressed the 'stop' button. Matt laughed, leaning in to press his lips quickly against hers. She just playfully slapped his chest as he smiled at her.
"You're bad." She said smiling at him. Neither one could possibly control how love struck and cutesy they were with each other. He nodded his head and leaned in, giving her another quick kiss before pulling back and looking at the answering machine, pressing down on the red record button yet again.
"Hey, you've reached the Saint Claires'. We're either not home, or have chosen to ignore you completely. Leave a message. And if you're one of those people that we're ignoring, and still leave a message, we're not going to call you back anways. Peace!" Matt shouted before Tessa pressed the 'stop' button. She smirked at Matt.
"What?" A smile on his own face.
"You said the Saint Claires'. We're not married yet babe." She said, laying back so that only her legs were in Matt's lap. He smiled and leaned down so his body was hovering over hers as she looked up into his shocking blue eyes. Matt still couldn't believe that she was his. She was his highschool crush up until graduation. It had been a hallmark type moment. When everyone threw their caps up in the air, he asked her out. She said yes, and they had been together for nearly 5 years now.
"Doesn't matter. That ring on your finger means that you're Mrs. Matthew Saint Claire, we just haven't walked down the aisle yet. Face it baby, you're mine." Matt said smirking.
"Good. Because I love being Mrs. Matthew Saint Claire." Tessa's bright smile only encouraged Matt's lips to move over hers, kissing her sweetly for probably the 282379294738929273rd time that day. But she didn't care. She never grew tired of Matt's affection. And he certainly never grew tired of hers.
"Don't straighten your hair anymore." Tessa said out of nowhere, causing Matt to give her an utterly confused look.
"Why?"
"Because I love it when you leave it curly." Her smile was genuine as she said this, reaching up and twirling her finger aroudn a piece of his hair that was currently straightened. While most people liked Matt when he straightened his hair, she preferred his natural hair. Not when it's brown, but when it's black and curly. It was the reason he got his HU name after all.
"Alright, whatever you want princess." He kissed her lips again. He couldn't do it enough.
"Thank you."
"So are you coming to the studio with me tomorrow, or am I going to just have to watch everyone else make out with their girlfriends instead?" Matt shifted on the couch, pulling Tessa into his lap so she was straddling him, facing his way. She kept her arms wrapped around his neck, the smile never leaving her face.
"I'm sure I could find some time to get off work." She joked. One thing about Tessa Novak, was that she owned her own Salon. She did hair, nails, facials, massages, tanning, anything and everything. And since she was the owner, she was always able to get off work whenever she wanted. That is, when she didn't have any 'high end' clients that she had to tend to.
"Just get one of the girls to cover your shift. Make one of the guys go an entire recording session without one damn kiss." Matt grumbled, causing Tessa to shoot him a 'stop it', look.
"Alright, no need to be a pouty little baby about it. It was one day, and I told Alexa I would cover her shift for her. I didn't know it was a recording day. And besides, I've been there all of the other times." Tess reasoned, placing a quick kiss on Matt's cheek as he continued to give his exaggerated pouty face.
"Make Tiff cover your shift. Deuce was the one who rubbed it in my face that you weren't there. Make him go without any kisses." Tessa rolled her eyes.
"Oh stop it. You sound like a five year old right now. Maybe I'll just call in Stacy to cover my shift. She hasn't worked in forever. She's been out on leave for her 'medical surgery'". At the words 'medical surgery', Tessa made air quotes with her fingers. The truth was, Stacy had been getting a nose job, brow lift, lip injections, and a breast enlargement. She had been recovering for the past two weeks. And she had told everyone that it was due to 'knee surgery'. But people would be quite surprised once they would see that the fact that had previously been in her ass, was now in her lips. Matt cringed at Stacy's name.
"I fucking hate going to see you at work when she's there." This was true. Stacy was not only full of nips and tucks now, but she was also a thirty-four year old, fat, single woman, with huge blonde hair that was usually teased, poofy bangs and everything. She always had on bright pink lipstick, and always licked her lips at Matt and winked everytime he would go in. He would cringe, kiss Tessa, and then leave. He never stuck around if Stacy was there.
"Fire her." Matt said simply, pulling Tessa closer to his chest.
"I can't."
"And why not?"
"Because, she's usually the one who covers for me when you guys go on tour. And lord knows little Matty couldn't survive unless I was on tour with him." She teased, poking Matt's chest.
"Ha. Ha. Very funnny. But I think we both know that if you didn't come on tour, you'd be missing me just as much as I'd miss you. If not more. Girls can't emotionally handle things like that. Men can." Matt said, flexing his arms, causing Tessa to go into a fit of laughter. He smiled as she laughed. She was perfect in his eyes.
Suddenly, the annoying sound of their house phone ringing, sounded through the family room, causing them both to groan. Usually their friends just called their cell phones. Which meant that if someone was calling their house phone, it most likely was not someone they considered a 'friend'.
"Do you want to get it, or should I?" Tessa asked, going to stand from Matt's lap. But to her surprise, he just wrapped his hands around her waist, quickly tossing her onto the other end of the couch.
"Matt, what are y-"
"Let's let the machine get it." He said, leaning in to place his lips on hers. She smirked and leaned her head up so their lips were pressed firmly against one anothers as their tongues explored the wonders of each others' mouths, that they already knew by heart. Matt let his hands go between the two of them, pressing his hand against the inside of her left thigh, pushing it outwards so he could lower his body comfortably between her legs. As he did this, he moved his lips from hers, down her jaw, to her neck. His kisses became sloppy and passionate against her neck, causing Tessa to let out a little moan of satisfaction. She had tried to hide it, but to no avail, Matt had heard. And at this sound, her pressed his jean clad lower half into her lower half that was only clad in an unbelieveably short pair of jean shorts. They were his favorites of her, and to tease him, she would always wear them around the house, just becuase they 'were comfy'. He knew that was a lie, but he loved the fact that she teased him. Because in this case, he loved being teased.
Both of them were too caught up in their heated makeout / dry humping session (on Matt's part), to hear the beep of their answering machine before the first message was left in their new house, on their new machine, with their new voicemail.
"Bitches, this is Alexa. I don't know why the hell you two aren't answering your cell phones, but we're all going shopping in about an hour, and you two are coming along if we have to come over there and pry you off of each other. So, be ready in an hour. That should give you two enough time to fuck each other like rabbits, and listen to this message. Idiots." Alexa laughed as she finished the message. Matt and Tessa pulled their lips away from each other, just long enough to have a short conversation.
"Bedroom?" Matt asked, breathing heavily. His lips were red from their previous kissing.
"Yeah." Tessa breathed out, nodding her head furiously before both of them sprang off the couch, sprinting towards the stairs, and running up to their room, leaving right where they had left off. After all, they had an hour to kill.
"I'm coming, I'm coming.. impatient much?" Her laugh sounded like heaven to Matt as it floated through the house from the kitchen and into their family room. Matt smiled at her voice just before her presence appeared in the room, walking towards the couch, and sitting down in his lap before he wrapped his arms around her waist, setting the answering machine down next to them on the black leather. His lips touched hers for just a moment before they both pulled away.
"Alright so how do we wanna' do this?" Matt asked with a smile as he picked up the answering machine, placing it on the glass coffee table in front of them. Tessa just shrugged.
"I guess we'll just go for it." She said, pressing down on the red 'record' button. She was the first to speak.
"Hi you've reached Tessa and Matt, we can't come to the phone right now-"
"Because we're too busy having rough sex on our new couch!"
"Matt!" Tessa exclaimed, laughing as she pressed the 'stop' button. Matt laughed, leaning in to press his lips quickly against hers. She just playfully slapped his chest as he smiled at her.
"You're bad." She said smiling at him. Neither one could possibly control how love struck and cutesy they were with each other. He nodded his head and leaned in, giving her another quick kiss before pulling back and looking at the answering machine, pressing down on the red record button yet again.
"Hey, you've reached the Saint Claires'. We're either not home, or have chosen to ignore you completely. Leave a message. And if you're one of those people that we're ignoring, and still leave a message, we're not going to call you back anways. Peace!" Matt shouted before Tessa pressed the 'stop' button. She smirked at Matt.
"What?" A smile on his own face.
"You said the Saint Claires'. We're not married yet babe." She said, laying back so that only her legs were in Matt's lap. He smiled and leaned down so his body was hovering over hers as she looked up into his shocking blue eyes. Matt still couldn't believe that she was his. She was his highschool crush up until graduation. It had been a hallmark type moment. When everyone threw their caps up in the air, he asked her out. She said yes, and they had been together for nearly 5 years now.
"Doesn't matter. That ring on your finger means that you're Mrs. Matthew Saint Claire, we just haven't walked down the aisle yet. Face it baby, you're mine." Matt said smirking.
"Good. Because I love being Mrs. Matthew Saint Claire." Tessa's bright smile only encouraged Matt's lips to move over hers, kissing her sweetly for probably the 282379294738929273rd time that day. But she didn't care. She never grew tired of Matt's affection. And he certainly never grew tired of hers.
"Don't straighten your hair anymore." Tessa said out of nowhere, causing Matt to give her an utterly confused look.
"Why?"
"Because I love it when you leave it curly." Her smile was genuine as she said this, reaching up and twirling her finger aroudn a piece of his hair that was currently straightened. While most people liked Matt when he straightened his hair, she preferred his natural hair. Not when it's brown, but when it's black and curly. It was the reason he got his HU name after all.
"Alright, whatever you want princess." He kissed her lips again. He couldn't do it enough.
"Thank you."
"So are you coming to the studio with me tomorrow, or am I going to just have to watch everyone else make out with their girlfriends instead?" Matt shifted on the couch, pulling Tessa into his lap so she was straddling him, facing his way. She kept her arms wrapped around his neck, the smile never leaving her face.
"I'm sure I could find some time to get off work." She joked. One thing about Tessa Novak, was that she owned her own Salon. She did hair, nails, facials, massages, tanning, anything and everything. And since she was the owner, she was always able to get off work whenever she wanted. That is, when she didn't have any 'high end' clients that she had to tend to.
"Just get one of the girls to cover your shift. Make one of the guys go an entire recording session without one damn kiss." Matt grumbled, causing Tessa to shoot him a 'stop it', look.
"Alright, no need to be a pouty little baby about it. It was one day, and I told Alexa I would cover her shift for her. I didn't know it was a recording day. And besides, I've been there all of the other times." Tess reasoned, placing a quick kiss on Matt's cheek as he continued to give his exaggerated pouty face.
"Make Tiff cover your shift. Deuce was the one who rubbed it in my face that you weren't there. Make him go without any kisses." Tessa rolled her eyes.
"Oh stop it. You sound like a five year old right now. Maybe I'll just call in Stacy to cover my shift. She hasn't worked in forever. She's been out on leave for her 'medical surgery'". At the words 'medical surgery', Tessa made air quotes with her fingers. The truth was, Stacy had been getting a nose job, brow lift, lip injections, and a breast enlargement. She had been recovering for the past two weeks. And she had told everyone that it was due to 'knee surgery'. But people would be quite surprised once they would see that the fact that had previously been in her ass, was now in her lips. Matt cringed at Stacy's name.
"I fucking hate going to see you at work when she's there." This was true. Stacy was not only full of nips and tucks now, but she was also a thirty-four year old, fat, single woman, with huge blonde hair that was usually teased, poofy bangs and everything. She always had on bright pink lipstick, and always licked her lips at Matt and winked everytime he would go in. He would cringe, kiss Tessa, and then leave. He never stuck around if Stacy was there.
"Fire her." Matt said simply, pulling Tessa closer to his chest.
"I can't."
"And why not?"
"Because, she's usually the one who covers for me when you guys go on tour. And lord knows little Matty couldn't survive unless I was on tour with him." She teased, poking Matt's chest.
"Ha. Ha. Very funnny. But I think we both know that if you didn't come on tour, you'd be missing me just as much as I'd miss you. If not more. Girls can't emotionally handle things like that. Men can." Matt said, flexing his arms, causing Tessa to go into a fit of laughter. He smiled as she laughed. She was perfect in his eyes.
Suddenly, the annoying sound of their house phone ringing, sounded through the family room, causing them both to groan. Usually their friends just called their cell phones. Which meant that if someone was calling their house phone, it most likely was not someone they considered a 'friend'.
"Do you want to get it, or should I?" Tessa asked, going to stand from Matt's lap. But to her surprise, he just wrapped his hands around her waist, quickly tossing her onto the other end of the couch.
"Matt, what are y-"
"Let's let the machine get it." He said, leaning in to place his lips on hers. She smirked and leaned her head up so their lips were pressed firmly against one anothers as their tongues explored the wonders of each others' mouths, that they already knew by heart. Matt let his hands go between the two of them, pressing his hand against the inside of her left thigh, pushing it outwards so he could lower his body comfortably between her legs. As he did this, he moved his lips from hers, down her jaw, to her neck. His kisses became sloppy and passionate against her neck, causing Tessa to let out a little moan of satisfaction. She had tried to hide it, but to no avail, Matt had heard. And at this sound, her pressed his jean clad lower half into her lower half that was only clad in an unbelieveably short pair of jean shorts. They were his favorites of her, and to tease him, she would always wear them around the house, just becuase they 'were comfy'. He knew that was a lie, but he loved the fact that she teased him. Because in this case, he loved being teased.
Both of them were too caught up in their heated makeout / dry humping session (on Matt's part), to hear the beep of their answering machine before the first message was left in their new house, on their new machine, with their new voicemail.
"Bitches, this is Alexa. I don't know why the hell you two aren't answering your cell phones, but we're all going shopping in about an hour, and you two are coming along if we have to come over there and pry you off of each other. So, be ready in an hour. That should give you two enough time to fuck each other like rabbits, and listen to this message. Idiots." Alexa laughed as she finished the message. Matt and Tessa pulled their lips away from each other, just long enough to have a short conversation.
"Bedroom?" Matt asked, breathing heavily. His lips were red from their previous kissing.
"Yeah." Tessa breathed out, nodding her head furiously before both of them sprang off the couch, sprinting towards the stairs, and running up to their room, leaving right where they had left off. After all, they had an hour to kill.
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