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

her friends were crowded around her, and they were

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

at you, and I hear that he defended

myself and

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

so. Maybe it

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 you now," she cooed, leaning her head on my shoulder. "He wants you so bad, beautiful

it," I groaned, showing her

have a secret romance. It'd be so sexy, just like in all those

gaze fell on Edwin below. "...I would

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

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

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

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

however, caught my eye: a young Heta with a shock of red hair,

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

fabric slipped to the floor in a heap again, clearly frustrating

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

"What's wrong?" I asked.

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

the fabric for a moment before seeing

"If you just move

not yours!" the student growled as he

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