One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter

42 Audrey & Edwin Audrey's

POV

Gavin and I were met with the scent of old wood and fabric when we stepped into t museum. The space, brightly lit with glittering chandeliers overhead, was practically swarming with people.

And for good reason, too; the exhibition on vintage fashion was filled with famous pieces, from iconic Chanel sets to the first Louboutin heel prototypes.

As we stepped into the crowded space, our programs in hand, Gavin leaned close to me -the heady scent of his cologne momentarily overwhelming my senses. "This is some turnout, isn't it?" he asked.

I nodded hastily, my cheeks instantly reddening at our close proximity. "Yes. It is."

But truthfully, my mind was hardly on the fashion-I couldn't stop feeling self-conscious beside Gavin. He looked particularly handsome tonight, dressed in a sharp that I had knitted myself, my hair pulled back into a half-bun and tied with a matching tight red sweater dress red ribbon.

sweater and blazer combination with tailored slacks. I wore.

This was a date. A real date. Any girl would have been elated to step out with a guy like Gavin, but I could only feel guilty.

Because somehow, I knew that tonight would end with me rejecting him.

Still, I had promised Gavin one date. I had promised to give us a chance, no matter how small-not just to him, but also to myself. And I planned on going through with that promise.

"Let's check out the coffee stand first," Gavin said, nodding his head toward the concessions by the front door. "I'll get you whatever you want so we can sip and walk."

I nodded stiffly, trying not to dwell too much on the sensation of his hand on my lower back as we made our way over to the concession stand. Gavin bought us each a latte, the contents inside the cardboard cup warm against my trembling fingers. After that, the two of us made our way inside the exhibit. We waded through the sea of

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people, coffee cups in hand, our faces flushed with nerves. When I saw the first piece on the mannequin, though, I instantly felt my worries slip away.

"That's a real Gucci piece!" I breathed as I sidled up to the mannequin adorned with a wool riding suit. "That has to be from the nineteen-twenties, maybe thirties."

Gavin hummed to himself and leaned in closer to take a look at the outfit. "How could you tell it was Gucci so fast?" he asked with a slight chuckle.

"I don't know." I replied. "I just... know it when I see it."

do that with other

one is Chanel-that's easy, though, because of the signature houndstooth pattern. And over there is a Prada

Gavin and I made our way around the exhibit. I'd point out tiny details in each piece, positively gushing over the fabric or the cuts or the patterns. All the while, Gavin watched with a pleasant smile on his face. Every so often, I would feel his fingers brush mine-but, panicking, I would always pull my hand away to touch my hair, smooth down my

off the details about a rare Gunne Sax dress from the seventies, I turned to see him watching me with a curious expression in hist eyes. It was only then that I realized I had been chattering nonstop for the better part of

face turned as red as a tomato. "I'm so sorry," I said, running

alright. I think it's

my cheeks reddening even more. But it was then that I saw it or

I breathed,

turned to see the professor's broad shoulders in the crowd. For a moment, Edwin's gray eyes met mine before he quickly turned and began to push toward the door. But it was too

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shoving through the throng of people toward Edwin, who had gotten stuck behind a group of slow walkers. I tapped him roughly on the shoulder and placed one hand on my hip. "What are you doing here?" Edwin turned slowly, his gray eyes sweeping over both me and Gavin. "I'm enjoying the exhibit," he said c**ly. "Same as

lips tightly. "Is that so? Or are you just

those words, 1 regretted it. There was a long silence, both Edwin and Gavin blinking at me in shock over my abrupt question. I swallowed hard, trying to come up with a smooth recovery, but it was too late. Edwin's upper lip curled

began to flounder.

Professor Brooks," Gavin replied quickly. "And, yes; it's a date." He paused, glancing over at me. "Or at least,

wryly and turned on his heel. "Well.

that, he

Edwin's POV

pushed out of the museum. The night air nipped at my skin, a cold wind blowing across the sidewalk, but I

were just college kids, doing what college kids do-going on dates, enjoying life. Gavin seemed like a good guy, and if they liked each other, then I should have been

the way he smiled at her. And when they had been

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or her arm, there was no denying the anger that bubbled up inside

me.