One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 189 Audrey

Despite my exhaustion, the idea of a date sounded divine. I found myself nodding and allowing Edwin to guide me out of the studio. We walked back to his apartment hand in hand, the cool evening air refreshing against my skin. He carried my things for me, a welcome relief for my sore muscles.

"So, what's the plan?" I asked as we stepped into his apartment, noses and fingers chilly from the early February air.

"It's a surprise," he said, setting my things down by the door. "Just put on something nice."

I raised an eyebrow but didn't argue. Rummaging through the drawer Edwin had cleared for me in his dresser, I pulled out a skirt, a warm sweater, and a pair of boots. After a quick shower and some light makeup to cover my dark circles, I felt more alive than I had in weeks.

Edwin whistled appreciatively when I emerged from the bathroom. "You look beautiful," he said, pulling me close for a kiss.

I blushed as I ran my hands over his chest and took in his own outfit-dark trousers and a tight-fitting turtleneck beneath a tweed jacket. "You clean up pretty well yourself, Alpha."

He chuckled, leading me out the door. "Not nearly as much as you. Come on, we don't want to be late."

As we drove through the city, lights and buildings blurring by, I grew impatient and tried to guess where we were going. "Dinner and a movie?"

Edwin shook his head, smiling. "Nope."

"Dancing?"

"Wrong again."

Finally, we pulled up to the local museum. I'd been here a hundred times before, only now, a banner hung over the entrance: "Traveling Fashion Exhibit-One Week Only!" I hadn't even heard about the exhibit since I had been so busy lately, although it was certainly the type that I would be upset if I'd missed.

My jaw dropped as Edwin opened the car door for me. "Edwin, you didn't!"

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He grinned, clearly pleased with my reaction I know how stressed you've been lately, and I thought you might enjoy this. Plus, it might give you some inspiration for your thesis."

Hand in hand, we entered the exhibit. The warm space was filled with mannequins in glass cases displaying fashions from various eras, each one more stunning than the last. We wandered through the rooms, sipping coffee from the unall cafe inside and marveling at the intricate designs.

we moved through the exhibit, I felt the tension of the past few weeks slowly melting away. It felt good to focus on something I loved, something that had nothing to do with training or studying or being

asked, gesturing

"Not my style. But I

you in the outfit you're wearing now," he murmured, his

at his touch, turning in his arms to face him. "Thank you for this," I said softly. "I didn't realize how much I needed

and forefinger. "You work

his touch. For a moment, we just stood there, lost in each other's cyes. We hadn't had much time for this lately. In fact, we hadn't been on a date since winter break. With a smile, Edwin took

exhibit, but as we entered the next room, I stopped in my tracks. This space was filled with wedding dresses-not just any wedding dresses, but those worn by

and grace of the women who wore them. "These are incredible," I breathed, running my fingers lightly over the placard describing a particularly ornate gown from

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smile on his face. "Can you

not lost on me. "Maybe," I said shyly, looking away. "But I would have to design something pretty spectacula to

have no doubt you could," Edwin

dress, a familiar voice beside me made

belongs to my-1

I turned to see Fiona standing there with a brochure clutched in her hands. Two men in suits-clearly her guards-stood a short distance

her eyes. "The same thing as you, obviously. It's a

she was here to cause trouble, she was hiding it well. And with her guards watching, I doubted she would try anything other

wrap protectively around my waist. Through our bond, I could feel his tension, his distrust clouding around both of us like a

mist.

he said through our Mindlink, his body

she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "I'm not working for Coldclaw anymore." Her eyes slid to me, and there was no hiding the disdain in their depths. "They shunned me when they found out I wasn't the

for me like I was fresh meat for the taking... I wouldn't be surprised if they had immediately discarded Fiona the moment the news about

come out.

me tightened. "And we're supposed to believe

shrugged, turning back to the display. "Believe what you want.

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