One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 15

Audrey

The sensation of something touching my nose caused my dream to shift from one into another. As soon as my eyes fluttered open, I was met with a familiar sight two gray eyes staring at me from beneath a hea A soft smile graced my lips at the sight of him. "Another dream about you, Professor?" I muttered, slowly sitting up and stretching. My back arched a bit as I moved, and Edwin's eyes flicked across my body, his It was only then that I felt the jacket slip off of my shoulders and pool on the floor behind my chair, jolting me back into reality.

Suddenly, the realization hit me: I was no longer sleeping, and this wasn't a dream like I had initially thought. Edwin was really standing in front of me in the flesh, and it was his jacket that I had just dropped. My face flushed red with embarrassment in a matter of milliseconds. I quickly jumped to my feet and grabbed his jacket from the floor, shoving it back into his hands. "I-I'm so—"

"Another dream?" Edwin cut me off before I could finish, a ghost of a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips, "What's that supposed to mean?"

I swallowed and quickly spat out, "I had a dream the other night that you were yelling at me over grading papers."

Edwin blinked at me curiously, and for a moment, I thought he might see through my lie. In actuality, I had had a rather, intimate dream about him the other night. One that involved the hard planes of his body ar But of course I wasn't going to tell him about that.

Thankfully, if he did see through my bluff, he didn't call me ondt. "What are you doing here so late?" he asked. "It's almost midnight."

I shrugged. "I got in a fight with Linda earlier, or rather, she got in a fight with me."

"So I heard." He folded his arms across his chest and regarded me down the length of his nose for a moment. "Well? Did you win?"

My face heated up beneath his gaze, so much so that I had to quickly look away to hide in. Something about his tone

made my heart pound, 1 could still remember the way that Linda had fallen to the floor, screaming, after knocking poor Avis out

What a drama queen. I hadn't even touched her; I had only kicked her knife away so that she couldn't hurt anyone else. And yet, somehow, I had been roped into a punishment alongside her.

"It doesn't matter." I finally said with a wave of my hand. "We both got the same punishment in the end-cleaning the library

a small scoff. "Something tells me that's

smirk tug at my lips as I shook my head. He seemed to know me well, surprisingly. "No," I admitted, glancing around at the towering bookshelves. "Not

a sigh, shrugging his jacket

quickly

growled. Loudly. Goddess, of course this would happen twice in front of him; he must have thought that I never ate, or that I was just hungry all of the time. Edwin's frown deepened. "Come

Edwin's invitation. But, when he had insisted, I couldn't say no-and besides, I was

us stepped into his small apartment, and I was once again hit by that comforting smell of ink and paper. I slipped my shoes off by the door and followed him to the

the apartment papers strewn about, mugs of coffee leaving rings, a pair

to the kitchen table as

my fingers instinctively reaching for the glasses. I put them on and looked

how blin

(blurry everything suddenly

is really

glanced at in over his shoulder and frowned. "They're just for reading when I get eye strain. My eyesight is

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Chapter 15

the glasses down. For a moment, I watched as he began to prepare a pot of water for pasta, then crushed some cloves of garlic with the side of a knife and began

in the kitchen was a strange sight. He looked incredibly handsome with

unexpected. I had always been raised to believe that Alphas often had their own. private chefs or relied on their wives to do the "Do you cook often?"

mother taught me to cook from a tongue age," he said without lifting his gaze

loved ones.

cleared my throat and looked away. "My stepfather always insisted that I cook growing up,"

belong in

men who think

noticing my hesitation, shot me a curious glance. "What?"