One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

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

see one of my classmates-Jenny-leaning toward me with a curious expression on her face, Several of her friends were crowded around

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

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

shoulders tensed despite myself and I

that? I don't know. He just said that it was against the rules for that

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

I know-

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 my shoulder. "He wants you so

groaned,

shrugged. "Hey, it's possible," she said. "Besides... Maybe you two could have a secret romance. It'd be so sexy, just like in

my eyes. "That one night 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

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 more hands-on, less mindless grading and listening to lectures,

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

classroom, clutching my clipboard to my chest, I

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

a young Heta with a shock of red

was currently struggling with

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

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

"What's wrong?" I asked.

look and shrugged as he continued to try and

the fabric for a moment before seeing the root

reaching for the mannequin. "If you just move the fabric a

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