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

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

a little closer, nodding her head toward the podium

to stare at you,

despite myself and I nearly spat

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 he wasn't playing favorites" Jenny

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

I know-

the news. A moment later, a chorus of soft giggles and mutters reached my ears. I looked over at Tina

I groaned,

shrugged. "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

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

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

late in the afternoon on a Friday. After this class it would officially be the weekend, and I

clipboard to my chest, I stopped at various stations to

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

young Heta with a shock of red hair,

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

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

He met my gaze and shot me an affirmative nod,

"What's wrong?" I asked.

wary look and shrugged as he continued to try and

for a moment before seeing the root of

you just move the fabric a little further over

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

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