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

were crowded around her, and they were all looking at me expectantly. "What's up?" I

looks with her friends before leaning in a little closer, nodding her head toward the podium where Edwin was currently talking to

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

myself and I nearly spat out my

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

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

I know-

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

I groaned, showing her away

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

him." I shook my head as my gaze fell on Edwin below. "...I would never date him "You're going to be practicing draping today, Edwin

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

After this class it would officially be the weekend, and

to my chest, I stopped at various

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

young Heta with a shock of red hair, freckles across

struggling with a strip of linen

finally groaned when the fabric slipped to the floor

currently busy with another student. He met my gaze and shot me

"What's wrong?" I asked.

as he continued to try and force

the fabric for a moment before seeing the root of

reaching for the mannequin. "If you just move the fabric

not yours!" the student growled as

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