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

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

her head toward the podium where Edwin was

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

tensed despite myself and

sputtered, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, "Oh, that? I don't know. He just said that it was against the rules for that employee to try and refuse me." "You're sure

shrug. "I don't think so. Maybe it

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

groaned,

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

I shook my head as my gaze fell on Edwin below. "...I would never date him

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

afternoon on a Friday. After this class it

my clipboard to my chest, I stopped at various stations

fabric needs weight. If it's not draping, try giving

however, caught my eye: a young Heta

green eyes. He was currently struggling with a strip of

the fabric slipped to the floor in a heap again,

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

"What's wrong?" I asked.

try and force the fabric into the right position. "It's

lips and eyed the fabric for a moment before

your issue," I said, reaching for the mannequin. "If you just move the fabric a little further over the

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

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