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

leaning in a little closer, nodding her head toward the podium where Edwin was

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

myself and I nearly spat

said that it was against the rules for that employee to try and refuse

shrug. "I don't think so. Maybe it was just because I'm his teaching assistant. I really

I know-

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

groaned, showing

merely shrugged. "Hey, it's 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

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 mindless grading and listening to lectures, and the students were typically younger with more stars in

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

clipboard to

"Remember that the fabric needs weight.

caught my eye: a young Heta with a

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

slipped to the floor

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

"What's wrong?" I asked.

he continued to try and force the fabric into

eyed the fabric for a moment

mannequin. "If you just

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

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