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

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

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

seems to stare at you, and I hear that he defended you in

shoulders tensed despite myself and I nearly spat

my mouth with the back of my hand, "Oh, that? I don't know. He just said that it was against

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

I know-

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

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

I know him." I shook my head as my gaze fell on Edwin below. "...I would never date him "You're going to

in front of the 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

in the afternoon on a Friday. After

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

"Remember that the fabric needs weight. If it's not

Heta with a shock of red hair,

He was currently struggling with a

floor in a heap again, clearly frustrating him. "Professor, I

He met my gaze and shot me an affirmative nod, and

"What's wrong?" I asked.

as he continued to try

the fabric for a moment before seeing the root of the

mannequin. "If you just move

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

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