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

little closer, nodding her head toward the podium where Edwin

to stare at you, and I hear

and I

mouth with the back of my hand, "Oh, that? I don't know. He just said that it was against the rules for that employee to try and refuse me."

Maybe it was just because I'm his

I know-

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, leaning her head on

it," I groaned, showing her away

have a secret romance. It'd be so sexy, just like in all those books I like to

was a mistake. Now that I know 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 explained as he paced

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, save for the occasional remark or conversation I preferred this lower level class over the lecture hall classes; it was

late in the afternoon on a Friday. After this class

the classroom, clutching my clipboard to

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

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

struggling with

he finally groaned when the fabric slipped to the floor in a heap again, clearly

was currently busy with another student. He met my

"What's wrong?" I asked.

he continued to try and force the fabric into the right position. "It's not working. I don't

and eyed the fabric for a moment before seeing

the mannequin. "If you just move the fabric a little further over

yours!" the student growled as he

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