Khalifa felt her body turn hot in embarrassment. However, she was no longer the old, meek, Khalifa!
Since she started dating the professor a year ago, he had slowly helped her gain confidence. She hadn't been bullied for so many months—how could she let this guy do so?!
"Help me up!" she yelled with a bossy tone of voice, and by instinct Jacob's hand moved down to her waist and he guided her up.
She stepped back as soon as she could stand, looking at him guardedly.
"You!!"
Jacob gulped. "You alright?" he asked, ignoring her glare and taking the ball on the ground. "I told you to be careful."
Khalifa frowned. Was it really an accident?
However, seeing him dribble again as if he didn't just grope her breast made her a bit calmer.
She was not particularly rest assured it wouldn't happen again though and she decided to be more careful.
"Hmm."
