Later that night, Khalifa took time to respond to all her men, with Jacob watching with a blank face next to her.
They were the only ones in the RV now, as Helena didn't want to impose on the lovers' private time, especially when her injury was markedly better (thanks to Khalifa, though she didn't know this).
"Hmm, yes Professor, I will be careful." She said, voice softer than usual, and her breath hitched when she felt a cold hand creeping between her legs.
She frowned and immediately stopped it. She turned to look at him, mouthing 'NO' very seriously.
Khalifa refused Jacob's ministrations very strongly this time. Her men must be suffering now, there was no need to make it worse.
She didn't miss the pained look in his eyes though, so while her phone was against her earn, she leaned down and kissed the side of his lips.
'Later', she mouthed, 'Will love you very much… later.'
