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

were crowded

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

to stare at you, and

tensed despite myself and

said that it was against the rules for that employee

so. Maybe it

I know-

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, leaning her head on my shoulder. "He wants you

groaned, showing

you two could have a secret romance. It'd be so

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

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 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, and

late in the afternoon on a Friday. After this class it would

to my chest, I stopped at various

sure to pleat the fabric at the top," I would say. Or: "Remember that the fabric needs weight. If it's not draping, try giving it more slack to see

student, however, caught my eye: a young Heta with a

green eyes. He was currently struggling with

to the floor in a

with another student. He met my gaze and shot me an

"What's wrong?" I asked.

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

fabric for a moment

the mannequin. "If you just move

help, not yours!"

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