One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 7 Audrey

I approached Edwin's office slowly, trying to steel myself for what was waiting for me inside. The closed door of his office looked even more large and imposing as I stood in front of it, slowly reaching out to knoc My hand fell back to my side before I knocked.

"Get a grip, Audrey," I muttered to myself, shaking my head. I squared my shoulders and took in a deep breath through my nose before exhaling through my mouth.

It would be fine. Just fine...

"Come in, Audrey. Relax."

I whipped around at the sound of that all-too-familiar voice. None other than Edwin was striding down the hallway, his black hair

now loosened from its knot and cascading around his shoulders. He had a cup of coffee in one hand and a paper bag that I recognized from the local bakery in

the other.

Inwardly, I cursed myself as my chest seemed to cave in. As if this day couldn't have possibly gotten any worse, the older professor who had taken my virginity had just seen me giving myself a pep talk right out "Oh. Professor Brooks," I stammered out in the most nonchalant tone I could manage, stepping out of the way so he could unlock the door. "I thought you would have been here already"

"I thought I told you to call me Edwin." He casually thrust his coffee into my hand, silently telling me to hold it for him while he fished his keys out of my pocket 1 took the coffee and felt my fingernails dig relentle Relax, Audrey Just relax...

"Sorry," I said. "Edwin"

Once he had unlocked the door, Edwin shot me a polite, albeit thin, smile from over his shoulder and took his coffee back. He shoved the door open a little wider with his foot as he strode in reminding me all too "Coming!" he called over his shoulder.

I swallowed and scurried in after him, taking in the small office-

cardboard boxes were scattered around the floor and the desk, indicating that he had only just moved his stuff in. The shelves, however, were already lined with old textbooks and other things that likely belonge and didn't feel like taking them.

As Edwin busied himself with settling in, I looked around at the office. Anything to avoid looking at him, really.

"Sorry for the mess," he said. "I'm usually more organized than this but I only just moved in here."

I thought

and other things scattered around, half of his laundry hadn't made it into his hamper, and his shaving supplies had been laid out on the bat "Did you just move into your apartment, too?"

words. I opened my mouth to apologize, to

with a snort

he admitted. "It's not my main residence. More of a bachelor pad,

I just one of a steady stream of women walking in and

throat. "So," he said, settling into his chair and pulling a sandwich out of his paper bag. "About the teaching assistantship.. I expect you to grade papers per my ru to your email. I also

shoulders relax a bit. So he was just talking about the teaching

into his lecture when it

hand fluttered over my stomach to quell the sound. "I'm so sorry." I said

watch. "It's five PM. You shouldn't be running around

Chapter 7

a sigh, Edwin picked up his letter opener and begin cutting into his sandwich. I watched, wide-eyed,

"Ex," he commanded.

a werewolf, but I certainly

a shaky smile and an equally shaky hand. I took the sandwich.

the final project," he explained without hesitating for

you to ar bedule sotme extra days to sit in the workshop while they sketch out their designs. I was thinking of For the next twenty

feeling far less queasy-or maybe that was because he hadn't made eye contact

I thanked him again for the sandwich and gathered my things. I was only halfway to

talked about

again, leaning back in his ch hands tented on

I

about it?" I

"We're both adults here-even if I'm just an old man to you," he

OWIL

"Good," he said. "Because last

know you were a professor here. Or well, I didn't know anything

an eyebrow at me,