One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 10 Audrey

The clock read 8:25 as I finally slid into my seat, coffee cup in hand. Tina slid in beside me and dropped her bag on the floor between us with a dull

thud

"Goddess, I hate morning classes," the groaned pathetically, rubbing the dark circles under her eyes. "Don't these professors know that it would be better to hold all the classes later in the day?"

I snorted. "Maybe you wouldn't have any problems waking up if you would stop scrolling on your phone until three in the morning"

"Hey! That is my S.T.T.," she retorted. "I need it or else I'll go crazy."

"STIF

"Special Tina Time!"

Shaking my head with a laugh, I returned my attention to my notebook-it was day three of classes,

s, and time couldn't possibly be moving any slower. But, things seemed to have at least been resolved between me and Edwin, so that was a relief.

Or so I thought.

"Audrey Psst. Audrey."

I lifted

my

her friends were crowded around her, and they were all looking at me expectantly. "What's up?" I asked, taking

friends before leaning in a little closer, nodding her head toward the podium where Edwin was currently talking to another student.

him?" she whispered. "He always seems to stare at you, and I hear that he defended

myself and I nearly spat out my

said that it was against the rules for that employee to try and refuse me." "You're sure he wasn't playing favorites" Jenny

shrug. "I don't think so. Maybe it was just because I'm his

I know-

her friends and seemingly sharing the news. A moment later, a chorus of soft giggles and mutters reached my ears. I looked over at Tina with wide Tina grinned. "Ooh, Audrey, he's looking at you now," she cooed, leaning her head on my shoulder. "He wants you so bad,

I groaned,

merely shrugged. "Hey, it's possible," she said. "Besides... Maybe you two could have a secret romance.

my eyes. "That one night was a mistake. Now that I know him." I shook my head as my gaze fell on Edwin below. "...I would never date

With that, the students began to work at their assigned mannequins while Edwin and I walked around to instruct them. The room was blissfully quiet and peaceful, save for the occasional remark or conversation I preferred this lower level class over the lecture hall classes; it

afternoon on a Friday. After this class it would officially be the weekend, and

the classroom, clutching my clipboard to my chest,

pleat the fabric at the top," I would say. Or: "Remember that the fabric needs weight. If it's

particular student, however, caught my eye: a young Heta with a shock of red hair,

was currently struggling with a

the floor in a heap again, clearly frustrating him. "Professor,

glanced up to see that Edwin was currently busy with another student. He met my gaze and shot me an affirmative nod,

"What's wrong?" I asked.

look and shrugged as he continued to try and force the fabric into the right position. "It's not

lips and eyed the fabric for a

mannequin. "If you just move the fabric a little further

Professor's help, not yours!" the student