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

curious expression on her face, Several of her friends were crowded

her friends before leaning in a little closer, nodding her

"He always seems to stare at

and I nearly spat out

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

shrug. "I don't think so. Maybe it was just because I'm

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,

possible," she said. "Besides... Maybe you two could have a secret romance. It'd

rolled my eyes. "That one night was a mistake. Now that I know him." I shook my head as my gaze fell on Edwin below. "...I

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

Friday. After this class it would officially be

the classroom, clutching my clipboard to

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

eye: a young Heta with a shock

eyes. He was currently struggling with a strip of linen fabric

the floor in a heap again,

with another student. He met my gaze and shot me an affirmative nod, and

"What's wrong?" I asked.

to try and force the fabric into the right position.

pursed my lips and eyed the fabric for

your issue," I said, reaching for the mannequin. "If you just

yours!" the student growled as he smacked my hand

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