Jo’s POV “Come on, let’s get you to bed, it’s getting late” he told me softly, waking towards the hotel, but I am not moving. I still have no idea what I am going to do but going to bed it’s not something I consider. I have a feeling that “get you to bed” it’s not close to what I have in mind. Blame his eyes, his dimples, his God body, blame my hormones, I want him. I can’t get him out of my mind. All I want is to touch me, to kiss me, I want one of those passionate nights that everyone has at least once in life. I don’t care if I am acting like a spoiled child, I really don’t. Right now I wish I had more experience, I wish I knew how to make myself more available, to make him under
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