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

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, taking a sip

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

always seems to stare at you, and I hear that

despite myself and I nearly spat out my

"Oh, that? I don't know. He just said that it was against the rules

shrug. "I don't think so. Maybe it

I know-

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.

groaned, showing

"Hey, it's possible," she said. "Besides... Maybe you two could have a secret romance. It'd be

as my gaze fell on Edwin below. "...I would never date him "You're going to be

while Edwin and I walked

a Friday. After this class it would officially be

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

I would say. Or: "Remember that the fabric needs

caught my eye: a young Heta with

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

when the fabric slipped to the floor in

another student. He met my gaze and shot me an

"What's wrong?" I asked.

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

lips and eyed the fabric for a moment before seeing the root

said, reaching for the mannequin. "If you just move the fabric a little further over the

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

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