One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 176 Audrey

After our little adventure in the basement, Edwin and I made our way upstairs. Over a hearty Christmas Eve breakfast of syrupy waffles, fresh fruit, and crispy bacon, Edwin looked at me curiously.

"Not that I'm complaining, but... why did you do that?" he asked, a slight flush on his cheeks. He sipped his coffee, although I could tell that he was just trying to hide his red face.

I grinned, taking a big bite of my waffle. Despite the flavor of the syrup and butter, I could still taste him on my tongue more than anything that savory yet sweet flavor of his pleasure. Our mate bond still thrummed with the aftershocks of it all.

"What can I say? I find it hot when you're all sweaty and shirtless Then, more seriously, I added, "I hope I didn't cross any boundaries, though. I know you have a complicated history with that room." To my relief. Edwin shook his head, a small smile playing on his lips.

"No. you didn't cross any boundaries," he replied gently. "If anything, I really enjoyed it. It... it helped me relax, actually. I'm glad we can have fun together like that."

Relieved, I reached across the table and squeezed his hand. "So am L"

After breakfast, we decided to spend the day decorating for Christmas. Edwin admitted he had never really bothered before. but I was determined to change that. "Come on," I said, pulling him toward the back door. "We'll need a tree first."

We trudged through the snowy forest behind the mansion, searching for the perfect Christmas tree. After what felt like hours, I spotted it-a massive pine that towered over us. The branches were nice and full, and it smelled sweetly of pine and

sap

"I want that one!" I exclaimed, pointing inside my woolen mitten.

Edwin raised an eyebrow, his mouth hidden behind his red scarf. "Are you sure you want that one? It's huge."

"Exactly." I grinned. "The bigger the better.

With a sigh and a fond shake of his head, Edwin grabbed the saw and set to work cutting down the tree. It shook half the forest when it finally fell, sending snow and pine needles up in a big plume of white. Both of us had to leap out of the way when it came down, Edwin grabbing me around my waist and yanking me away just before it hit the ground. I giggled, hiding my face in his coat from the sudden flurry of snow that flew up around us.

Together, with a lot of effort, we dragged it back to the house. It was a struggle to get it through the door, and when we finally set it up in the living room, the top pushed and bent against the ceiling. "I think we might have gone a bit overboard," Edwin chuckled.

"Nonsense," I replied, already digging through boxes of ornaments. "It's just right."

at the top! Why did you ever

smirked. "Because it reminded me of you. Big and too tall for

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snorted at that, but didn't argue

hours decorating the tree and the rest of the house. Garlands were draped over every available surface, lights t***ed from the windows, and the scent of pine and

this house someday, I must

the top of my head while I worked. "Is that

hot cocoa steaming between his hands. "It's nice to finally see someone put Mr. Brooks in his place,"

with Baileys and munched on too many cookies, feeling warm and content. The sweet, c**my liquor heated me from the inside, making my head fuzzy in the

up, Edwin said, his arm draped around

despite the stomach ache that was beginning to set in.

until I fell asleep right at the machine. My first creation was this lopsided mess that fell apart within days,

that"

you teach yourself?"

sew. She taught me pretty much everything I

tall form swaying slightly from the alcohol. He held out his hand toward me. "Come with me. I want to show you something

noticed before. Edwin opened it with a flourish and flicked on the

as I stepped inside,

every color and texture imaginable. Sewing machines, mannequins, and various tools lined the walls. An enormous round window sat against one wall, shafts of

a seamstress's dream. It

fingers over i bolt of silk that was green from one angle and blue from another, like a peacock's

clearly pleased by my reaction. "What would you like

idea forming in my alcohol-fuzzy mind. "Well, I've been wanting a new skirt lately-an