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

her friends were

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

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

and I

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 he

don't think so. Maybe it was just because

I know-

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

it," I groaned, showing her

it's possible," she said. "Besides... Maybe you two could have a secret romance. It'd be so sexy, just like in

shook my head as my gaze fell on Edwin below. "...I would

pictures up on the presentation board and I want you to achieve the same look with various fabrics. I also expect bulleted 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

it was late in the afternoon on a Friday. After this class

meandered through the classroom, clutching my clipboard to my chest, I stopped at various stations

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

my eye: a young Heta with a shock of

was currently struggling with a strip of linen fabric that wouldn't seem to

slipped to the floor in a heap again, clearly frustrating

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

"What's wrong?" I asked.

me a wary look and shrugged as he continued to try and force

and eyed the fabric for a moment before seeing the

mannequin. "If you just move

the Professor's help, not yours!" the

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