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 my classmates-Jenny-leaning 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,

little closer, nodding her head toward the podium where

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

myself and I nearly

He just said that it was against the rules for that employee to try and refuse me." "You're sure he wasn't playing favorites"

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

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 shoulder.

it," I groaned,

could have a secret

mistake. Now that I know him." I shook my head as my gaze fell on Edwin

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

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

clutching my clipboard to

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

eye: a young Heta with a shock

struggling with a strip of linen fabric that wouldn't

finally groaned when the fabric slipped to the floor in a heap again, clearly frustrating him. "Professor,

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

"What's wrong?" I asked.

to try and force the fabric into the right

fabric for a moment before seeing the root

you

not yours!"

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