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."

space, the warmth of his body, it was all making it hard to think straight. "You said you wanted to

hair. "First, I want you to know that Linda won't be bothering

I've handled it."

Linda had left the building earlier, but I hadn't heard much more about it.

small

to grab onto a nearby shelf to steady myself. "What?

Chapter 122

on my arm. I didn't pull away this time. "Even though your designs were destroyed, I personally went and looked at the pieces with the other designers. We could see the care and skill that was put into them. And since Linda was disqualified, you're the only candidate. But even if

I was hearing. It felt like a dream, too good

I breathed. "You're not just saying that to

about this. Your designs were beautiful." He sighed, a tiny smile tugging at the corners of his lips again. "I wish I could

more, the designers

around his neck, thanking him profusely. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

close, and I could feel his reluctance to let go, his arms tightening around me as though

thought occurred

I could

saw Edwin's expression darken just at the mention of her. He didn't seem very much like a man

few minutes, Edwin explained everything. The unwilling engagement, Fiona's threats, his repeated attempts

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

said as if reading my mind. He leaned against the wall, looking more tired and vulnerable than I had ever seen him. "I thought I would be able to end things with Fiona before it came to this. But I never wanted to get engaged to

everything he had said. It was all so

said, choosing my words carefully. "But I hope you know I

his skin. “I know,

while couldn't fully forgive him yet, I felt the anger that had been simmering inside me start to dissipate.

turned grim. "I think you already

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

if she finds out we've been

Chapter 122

69%1

paused, taking a step forward, and took my hands in his. His wide fingers were surprisingly cool. Or maybe my own skin