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

classmates-Jenny-leaning toward me with a curious expression on her face, Several of her friends were crowded around her, and they were all looking

looks with her friends before leaning in a little closer, nodding her head toward the

at you, and I hear that

despite myself and I nearly

I don't know. He just said that it was against the rules

think so. Maybe it was just because I'm

I know-

look before returning to 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

groaned,

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

my head as my gaze fell on Edwin below. "...I would never date him "You're going to be practicing draping

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

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

clutching my clipboard to my

fabric at the top," I would say. Or: "Remember that the fabric needs weight. If it's not draping, try giving it more slack to see how it gets weighed

eye: a young Heta with a shock of red hair, freckles across

with a strip of linen fabric that wouldn't

to the floor in a heap again, clearly frustrating

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.

as he continued to try and force the fabric into the right position. "It's

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

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

help, not yours!" the student growled as he smacked my hand

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