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

my classmates-Jenny-leaning toward me with a curious expression on her face, Several of her friends were

in a little closer, nodding her head toward the podium where Edwin was

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

and I nearly spat out

He just said that it was against the rules for that employee to try and refuse me."

so. Maybe it was just because I'm

I know-

of soft giggles and mutters reached my ears. I looked over

it," I groaned, showing her

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

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

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

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

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

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

caught my eye: a young Heta with a shock of red

struggling with a strip of

he finally groaned when the fabric slipped to the floor in a heap again,

see that Edwin was currently busy with another student. He met my gaze and shot me an affirmative

"What's wrong?" I asked.

to try and force the fabric into the right position. "It's not

lips and eyed the fabric for a moment before seeing the

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

not yours!" the

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