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

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

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

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

despite myself and I nearly spat

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

it was just because I'm his

I know-

mutters reached my ears. I looked over at Tina with wide Tina grinned. "Ooh, Audrey, he's looking at you now," she cooed, leaning her head on

it," I groaned, showing

could have a secret romance. It'd be so

"That one night was a mistake. Now that I know him." I shook my head as my gaze fell on Edwin below. "...I would never date him "You're

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

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

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

pleat the fabric at the top," I would say. Or: "Remember that the fabric needs weight. If it's not draping, try

young Heta with a shock of red hair, freckles

struggling with a strip of linen fabric that

the floor in a heap again,

busy with another student. He met my gaze

"What's wrong?" I asked.

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

my lips and eyed the fabric for

mannequin. "If you just move the fabric a little further over

yours!" the student growled as he smacked my hand

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