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

face, Several of her friends were crowded around her, and they were all looking at me expectantly. "What's up?" I asked, taking a sip of my

leaning in a little closer, nodding her head

at you, and

myself and I nearly spat

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

managed a shrug. "I don't think so. Maybe it was

I know-

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

groaned, showing her

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

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

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 the students were

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

clutching my clipboard to

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

a young Heta

green eyes. He was currently struggling with a strip

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

busy with another student. He met

"What's wrong?" I asked.

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

fabric for a moment before seeing the root of

your issue," I said, reaching for the mannequin. "If you just move the fabric a little further over the

not yours!" the student growled as

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