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!

"Because it reminded me of you. Big and

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at that, but didn't argue

the rest of the house. Garlands were draped over every available surface, lights t***ed from the windows, and the scent of pine and c**on filled the air. As we worked to string

house someday, I must insist on decorating

and he set down his string and tugged me close to press a kiss against the top of my head while I worked. "Is that so? Well,

his hands. "It's nice to finally see someone put Mr. Brooks

fell, Edwin and I settled in front of the fireplace, our work finally done. We sipped on cocoa mixed with Baileys and munched on too many

me about your Christmases growing up, Edwin said,

munched on yet another cookie despite the stomach ache that was beginning to set in. "Well. When I was ten, Meredith bought me my first sewing

first creation was this lopsided mess that fell apart within days, but I loved making it

that"

you teach yourself?"

sew. She

moment, then suddenly stood up, his tall form swaying slightly from the alcohol. He held out his hand toward me. "Come with me. I want to show you something Curious, I took his hand and let

on the light, bbling from the alcohol. Finally, at the end of a revealing a

gasped as I stepped inside,

mannequins, and various tools lined the walls. An enormous round

a seamstress's dream. It was

I breathed, running my fingers over i bolt of silk that was green from one

smiled, clearly pleased by my reaction. "What would you

forming in my alcohol-fuzzy mind. "Well, I've been wanting a