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

friends were

looks with her friends before leaning in a little closer, nodding her head toward the

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

and

know. He just said that it was against the rules for that

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

I know-

I looked over at

I groaned, showing

could have a secret

shook my head as my gaze fell on Edwin below. "...I would never date

class going to put pictures up on the presentation board and 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 quiet and peaceful,

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

I meandered through the classroom, clutching my clipboard to my

at the top," I would say. Or: "Remember that the fabric needs weight. If it's

however, caught my eye: a young Heta with

bright green eyes. He was currently struggling with a strip

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

He met my gaze

"What's wrong?" I asked.

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

eyed the fabric for a moment before seeing the

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

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

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