One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 21 Audrey

I stood nervously in front of the full-length mirror in my bedroom, tugging at the hem of my deep burgundy dress. It hugged my curves

in all the right places, the sleeveless cut accentuating my arms and shoulders. I had made it myself just last semester, and hadn't had a chance to wear it out yet.

But as flattering as it was, I couldn't help but feel self-conscious.

This was,

after all, a date with Edwin.

Well, not technically a 'date' date. Just dinner between a student and her professor. A friendly outing to thank him for all his help and support over the past few months. Or at least, that was what I had told mysel

And yet, as I smoothed my hands over the soft fabric bunching at my waist, I couldn't quite deny the nervous energy bubbling up beneath my skin,

"Get a grip. Audrey," I muttered to my reflection, raking my fingers through my curls. We were just two colleagues having a nice meal together. That was i

Still, those thoughts did little to quell the butterflies in my stomach.

An hour later, Edwin and 1 had arrived at the Italian restaurant downtown that I had originally suggested. From the outside, with its warm lighting and trendy patio seating, it had seemed like the perfect place for That notion was shattered the moment we pulled up to find a 'Closed for Renovations sign on the door.

"Oh no," I groaned, my forehead falling against the window. "I'm so sorry, Edwin. I should have double checked before suggesting this place."

He merely shrugged, already putting the car in rever

reverse. "No need to apologize."

"We can have dinner another time," I suggested. "I'm free next-

cutting me off. "Nonsense. I

my hands fidgeting

one of

As the valet took Edwin's car and a hostess in a pristine black dress led us inside, I couldn't help

This

looking around. Before we followed the hostess to our table, I quickly pulled up my banking app to check my bank account with a wince. Goddess, I thought to myself as I carefully angled my phone so Edwin couldn't see the fact that my bank account barely had triple digits. How the hell am

dinnerware seemed intimidating. I was so focused on not making a fool out of myself that

my lip, my fingers fiddling with the cloth napkin in my lap. "Although 1 have to admit, I'm

the top of his menu. "You shouldn't be nervous," he said

every now and

felt heat flood my checks and quickly busied myself by studying the menu like it was a

couple of sides, I figured, which were cheaper. I'd

A moment Liter.

with our wine, I watched, a lump in my throat, as he popped the cork and poured

what are we celebrating this fine evening?" he asked, his dark eyes flickering between Edwin

a cool stare over the rim

quickly cut him off, feeling my cheeks flush a deeper shade of red than my

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Chapter 21

I wanted to take him out to dinner

Forgive me," he said. "I thought you were

entire face was burning. "It's not a date!" I insisted, stammering over the words. "Just a friendly meal between... between colleagues Even as I said it, something twisted in the pit of my stomach at the

heartbeat. He said nothing as

I carefully avoided Edwin's eyes, instead busying myself with my napkin and my glass of wine. But

own eyes immediately flicked away toward the river

sipping his wine.