One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 10

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

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

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

"He always seems to stare at you, and I hear that he defended you in the

despite myself and

don't know. He just said that

Maybe it was just because I'm his teaching assistant.

I know-

returning to her friends and seemingly sharing the news. A moment later, a chorus of soft giggles and mutters reached my ears. I looked

I groaned, showing

could have a secret romance. It'd be so sexy, just like in all those books I

as my gaze

lists on each fabric, how it works up, and why 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 was more hands-on, less mindless grading and listening to lectures, and the students were typically younger

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

to my chest, I

that the fabric needs weight. If it's not draping, try giving it more slack to

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

and bright green eyes. He was currently struggling with a strip of linen fabric that wouldn't

floor in a heap again, clearly frustrating

was currently busy with another student. He met my gaze and shot me an affirmative nod, and I walked over

"What's wrong?" I asked.

he continued to try and force the fabric into the

pursed my lips and eyed the fabric for a moment before seeing the root of

I said, reaching for the mannequin. "If you

needed the Professor's help, not yours!" the student growled as he

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