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

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,

nodding her head toward the podium where Edwin was currently talking to another

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

tensed despite myself and I

the back of my hand, "Oh, that? I don't know. He just said that

don't think so. Maybe it was just because I'm his

I know-

me a knowing look before returning to her friends and seemingly sharing the 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,

groaned, showing

said. "Besides... Maybe you two could have a secret romance. It'd be so sexy, just like in all those books I

a mistake. Now that I know him." I shook my head as my gaze fell on Edwin below.

With that, the students began to work at their assigned mannequins while Edwin and I walked

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

I meandered through the classroom, clutching my clipboard to my chest, I stopped

the fabric at the top," I would say. Or: "Remember that the fabric needs weight. If it's not draping, try

caught my eye: a young Heta

struggling with

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

student. He met

"What's wrong?" I asked.

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

lips and eyed the fabric for a moment before seeing

the mannequin. "If you just

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

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