"You saying that you have that problem?" Jo tossed him a smirk, as she was pulling her second foot free from her jeans. "Is this where you tell me that you're not smooth at this anymore than anything else you've ever done?"

Except for like how no part of hernreally believes that, even if she can toss it out there faultlessly and flawless. When she can pull at her socks, and drop her bra, not at all thinking about him being older than planet, and around on it, unlike most of his siblings, with a penchant for her mor hedonistic things life offer. When it's easier just to add to that, than let herself get anywhere near a crisis of conscience.

"That's the kind of thing a girl deserves a fair warning about."