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

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"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."

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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

If I'm going to be the lady of this house someday, I must insist on decorating for Christmas at the very least I shot him a teasing look out of the corners of my

tugged me close to press a kiss against the top of my head while I worked. "Is that

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

Baileys and munched on too many cookies, feeling warm and content. The sweet,

me about your Christmases growing up, Edwin said, his arm draped around

back as I munched on yet another cookie despite the stomach ache that was beginning to set

as I continued, "I was so excited, I sewed all night until I fell asleep right at the machine. My first creation was this lopsided mess that fell apart within days, but I loved making it so much that I never stopped sewing

that"

teach yourself?"

"Meredith knew how to sew. She

then suddenly stood up, his tall form swaying slightly from the alcohol. He held out his hand toward

hallway, we stopped in front of a door I hadn't noticed before. Edwin opened it with a flourish and flicked on the light, bbling from the alcohol. Finally, at the end of a

gasped as I stepped

tools lined the walls. An enormous round window sat against one wall, shafts of silvery moonlight bleeding

a seamstress's dream. It

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

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

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