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

were crowded around her, and they were all looking at me expectantly.

with her friends before leaning in a little closer, nodding her

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

tensed despite myself and I nearly

don't know. He just said that it was against the rules for that employee to try and refuse me." "You're sure

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

I know-

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 you now," she cooed, leaning her head on

I groaned,

merely 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 I like to

gaze

achieve 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 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

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

through the classroom, clutching my clipboard to my chest, I stopped

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

eye: a young Heta with a shock of red

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

the fabric slipped to the floor

busy with another student. He met my gaze and shot me an affirmative nod, and I walked over to

"What's wrong?" I asked.

try and force the fabric into the right

and eyed the fabric for

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

needed the Professor's help, not yours!" the student growled

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