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 me expectantly. "What's up?" I asked, taking

little closer, nodding her head toward the podium where Edwin was currently talking

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

shoulders tensed despite myself and I nearly

just said that it was against

think so. Maybe it was just because

I know-

reached my ears. I looked over at Tina with wide Tina grinned. "Ooh, Audrey, he's looking at you

groaned, showing her away

you two could have a secret romance. It'd be so sexy, just like

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

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 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

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

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

particular student, however, caught my eye: a young Heta

with a strip of linen fabric that

when the fabric slipped to the floor in a heap

see that Edwin was currently busy with another student. He met my gaze

"What's wrong?" I asked.

student shot me a wary look and shrugged as he continued to try and force the fabric into the right position.

fabric for a moment before seeing the

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

not yours!" the

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