One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 122

Audrey

I paced the small utility closet, my heart pounding a mile a minute in my chest.

With each passing moment, 1 kicked myself for coming here. It was **d, risky, and would only end in more heartbreak for me I was sure of it.

But I had to come, even if I knew it was a bad idea.

I needed to talk to Edwin, to hear him out. He had seemed so... adamant about talking to me.

And if I was being honest with myself, I wanted to see him up close again, smell his cologne, feel his arms around me. I hardly wanted to admit it, even to myself, but I missed him dearly. The way he had held me earlier in his office just made that pang even more profound.

The sound of footsteps outside made me freeze. I held my breath, listening intently. The door handle turned with a soft click, and Edwin slipped inside, closing the door quietly behind him.

The small space suddenly felt even smaller now that his broad form towered over me.

"Audrey

"Edwin," I breathed, and without thinking, I surged forward into his arms.

He caught me, his strong arms wrapping around me, holding me tight against his chest. I could feel the warmth of his body through his shirt, the steady beat of his heart. His breath tickled my hair, and the familiar scent of his cologne enveloped me. For a moment, all the tension and anger of the past weeks melted away.

This felt right-more right than anything I had felt in my life. Being held by him like this, it was as if...

As if fate wanted me here.

But reality came crashing back all too soon, I shouldn't have gone to him like that. I was still angry with him over Fiona, and I was making a fool of myself.

I quickly pulled away. "I'm sorry," I mumbled, taking a step back and bumping into the cool metal of a nearby shelf. "I don't know why I did that."

Edwin released me after a moment of hesitation. The loss of contact left me feeling oddly cold, and I suppressed a shiver. "It's alright," he said softly, his eyes searching mine. "I'm glad you came. I wasn't sure you would."

warmth of his body, it

his hair. "First, I want you to know

I've handled it."

Linda had left the building earlier, but I hadn't

banned from the building, along with Leo. They won't be coming back." He paused, a small smile playing on his lips. "And you'll be

and I had to grab onto a nearby shelf to steady myself. "What? How? I

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with the other designers.

was hearing. It felt like a dream, too good to be true.

breathed. "You're not just saying that to make me

his head, his expression serious, "I wouldn't lie to you, Audrey. Not about this. Your designs were beautiful." He sighed, a tiny smile tugging at the corners of his lips again. "I wish I

more, the designers and I want you

my arms around his neck, thanking him profusely. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I repeated,

feel his reluctance to let go, his arms tightening around me as though

I finally pulled back, however, a thought occurred to me. "Will

said, although I could sense that there was

of her. He didn't seem very much like a man in love with

The unwilling engagement, Fiona's threats,

more relieved, but also frustrated. I was relieved that he hadn't willingly betrayed me, but frustrated that he hadn't told me sooner.

him. "I thought I would be able to end things with Fiona before it came to this.

he had said. It was all so much, and once again, I felt the urge

why you did what you did," I finally said, choosing my words carefully. "But I hope you

clenched, a muscle ticking beneath his skin. “I know, I

regret etched into every line of his face. And while couldn't fully forgive him yet, I felt the anger that had been simmering inside me start to dissipate. "So what now?" I

expression turned grim. "I think you already know,

feeling like I might cry. "We have to say goodbye," I

stiffly, as though that small motion physically pained him. “Fiona will ruin you if she finds out we've been seeing each other. We're already on rocky ground with me helping you

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forward, and took my hands in his. His wide fingers were surprisingly cool. Or maybe my own skin was