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 back

and other things scattered around, half of his laundry hadn't made it into his hamper, and his shaving supplies

words. I opened my mouth to apologize, to say that

with a snort

my main residence. More

just one of a steady stream

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 sent you the conduct guidelines for the students, and if

a bit. So he was

minutes into his lecture when

the sound. "I'm so sorry." I

down his sandwich and checking his watch. "It's five PM. You shouldn't be running around on

Chapter 7

sandwich. I watched, wide-eyed, as he held the uneaten half out to me "Here. Ful." "No, I appreciate it but I

"Ex," he commanded.

but I certainly knew when an Alpha

an equally shaky

matter of the final

sotme extra days to sit in the workshop while they sketch out their designs. I was thinking of For the next twenty minutes, Edwin and I went over the guidelines

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

were finished, I thanked him again for the sandwich and gathered my things. I was only halfway to the door, however, when he

talked

face him. He was seated behind his desk once again, leaning back in his ch hands tented on his lap. For a moment. I almost considered dropping my chair with

I

What about it?"

just an old man to you," he added with

OWIL

nodded stiffly and looked away. "I wasn't planning on reporting you to the dean or anything like that." "Good," he said. "Because last night was an accident. I

here. Or well, I

quirked an eyebrow at me, "You didn't recognize me