One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 76

Audrey

"Edwin?" I blinked in surprise, taking a

ep forward and leaning down to peer into his car. "What are you doing here?"

"I was out for a drive on my day off, Edwin replied c**lly with a shrug of one shoulder. "Are you headed somewhere?"

I nodded, glancing at my watch again. "I sort of missed the bus," I replied.

"Get in. then."

I hesitated for a moment, but realizing I had no other option, I opened the door and slid into the passenger seat of Edwin's car. The leather was cool against my skin, and the faint scent of his cologne filled the air. I hadn't been in here since he had taken me out to buy my new phone and tablet, which I still used religiously.

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"So, where to?" Edwin asked, his eyes meeting mine briefly-and momentarily scanning my outfit, which made my tighten a bit before returning to the road.

"The State Building downtown," I replied as I buckled myself in

Edwin shot me a curious look at the mention of the large office complex downtown, which housed a lot of the bigger companies headquarters. "The State Building? What are you doing down there?" "I have an interview with Mr. Black. From Black Textiles."

Edwin's eyebrows shot up. "Black Textiles. Impressive. That's a big opportunity."

I nodded, my fingers nervously fidgeting with the strap of my bag. "Yeah, it is, I admitted with a tiny smile. "I reached out to Mr. Black last week with my thesis proposal, and he offered to meet with me. But I'm pretty nervous, if I'm being honest."

"Well, we've got some time before we get there," Edwin said, glancing over at me as he stopped in front of a red light. "Why, don't you practice on me? I'll ask you some questions, and you can answer as if it's the real interview."

I blinked, surprised by the offer. "Are you sure? You don't have to-"

"I want to," he interrupted firmly. "Come on, it will help you relax. Besides, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't curious about my student's thesis project."

The reminder that I was still, after everything, just a student to him made my chest clench a bit. But he was right; I could use any help I could get. Taking a deep breath, I nodded. "Okay, sure. Thanks" Edwin cleared his throat, his voice instantly taking a more formal tone. "So, Miss Thatcher, tell me about your project proposal."

my seat, somewhat taken aback by the gravelly quality to his voice. "Um. For my thesis, I hope to explore the integration of human and werewolf fashion

think

just about clothes; it's a reflection of society and culture. By studying how human and werewolf fashions have

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second, considering my response as he followed traffic. Then: "And how do you plan to

of historical analysis and interviewing various people. I'll be looking at fashion archives, old photographs, and magazines, as well as speaking with designers, both

influences."

turn. "What challenges do you anticipate

"Well, um... One of the main challenges will be finding reliable historical sources for human fashion. Unlike werewolf fashion, which has been well-documented for centuries, human history has not

said. "And how do you plan to

who might have personal archives," I replied. "I'm also hoping to use oral histories to fill in some of the gaps in the

Edwin asking questions and me answering. By the

for the ride," I said as I gathered my things.

to do fine. Just try to avoid saying "um' and "well" too

Govit

Edwin sat calmly, his tweed jacket laying

couldn't stop myself from thinking about how we had danced together at the club, the way his

eyes.

the time. I

and he had been

about you and your

for a moment, then softened infinitesimally. "It's

nodded, feeling a weight lift off my

said. "I don't want to be

"Hurry. And good luck."

I turned and ran toward the building. The modern glass structure loomed above me, its sleek lines a stark contrast to the older buildings around it. I pushed through the revolving doors and headed for the elevators, my heart pounding with worry and my lips moving silently as I went over

to the fifteenth floor just in time, stepping into a minimalistic waiting room just moments before my appointment ime. The receptionist looked up

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