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

tells me that's

He seemed to know me well, surprisingly. "No," I admitted,

with a sigh, shrugging his jacket back on. "It's late. I'll take

quickly

he must have thought that I never ate, or that I was just

But, when he had insisted, I couldn't say no-and

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

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

gesturing to the kitchen table as he

for the glasses. I put

how blin

(blurry everything suddenly

eyesight is really this

just for reading when

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Chapter 15

not fully believing him, and set 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

like this, an Alpha, cooking in the kitchen was a strange sight. He looked

his elbows and his hair a little mussed, but something about the scene was also unexpected. I had always been raised to believe that Alphas often had their own. private chefs or relied on

do. My mother taught me to cook from a tongue age," he said without lifting his gaze from the cutting board.

loved ones.

I quickly cleared my throat and looked away. "My stepfather always insisted

belong in the

think like that. It's the twenty-first century.

widen slightly. Edwin, noticing my hesitation, shot me a curious glance. "What?" he