82 You aren't helping...

Drake snapped out of his thought and look at Julianna in a daze. It was then he realized what he had just blurted out.

"Miss James... I didn't mean to say that..." Drake wanted to clarify his behavior but was cut short when Julianna questioned him.

"Then what did you mean... Professor Drake!" She snapped glaring at him fiercely. Her dumbstruck face was now replaced into a feisty one shutting him down the next instant.

"..."

Drake blinked his eyes as he fell lost for words. He couldn't articulate the words to rectify his reaction. Yes, he wanted to ask her what she was doing in the kitchen as his mind came to think about something else.

But when he dashed towards her, she flinched in fear dropping all the water over her chest, giving him the view of her red bra.

Julianna gritted her teeth at his silence. She couldn't believe how perverted this man was.