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

of her friends were crowded around her, and they were all looking

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

to stare at you,

despite myself and

of my hand, "Oh, that? I don't know. He just said that it was against the rules for that employee to try and refuse me." "You're sure he wasn't

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

I know-

friends and 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

groaned, showing her away

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

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 would never date him "You're going to

up, and why With that, the students began to work at their assigned mannequins while Edwin and I walked around to instruct them.

a Friday. After this class it would officially be the

classroom, clutching my clipboard to my

fabric at the top," I would say. Or: "Remember that the fabric needs weight. If it's not

my eye: a young Heta with a shock of red hair, freckles across

green eyes. He was currently struggling with a strip

the fabric slipped to the floor in a heap again,

He met my gaze and shot me an

"What's wrong?" I asked.

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

the fabric for a moment before seeing

for the mannequin. "If you just

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

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