“ i think my gps secretly gets mad at me when i deliberately disobey its directions. ” thirteen to jo harvelle
it took all the self-control that jo had ever had not to immediately fire back with a kinky. it didn’t help that she didn’t think she’d broken eye contact with joan since she walked in. without being asked, jo refilled the drink that was sitting on the counter. “is that something you do a lot? that deliberate disobedience?”











