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

toward me with a curious expression on her face, Several of her friends were crowded around her, and they

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

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

despite myself and I nearly spat out my

just said that it

"I don't think so. Maybe it was just because I'm his teaching assistant. I really

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 at you now," she cooed,

it," I groaned, showing her away

you two could have a secret romance. It'd be so sexy,

as my gaze fell on Edwin

I want you to achieve the same look with various fabrics. I also expect bulleted lists on each fabric, how it 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

Friday. After this class it would officially be the

clutching my clipboard to my

the fabric at the top," I would say. Or: "Remember that the fabric needs weight. If it's not draping, try giving it more slack to see how it gets weighed

eye: a young Heta with a shock of red hair,

struggling with

fabric slipped to the floor in a heap

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

"What's wrong?" I asked.

he continued to try

and eyed the fabric for a moment before seeing the

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

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

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