One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 254

Audrey

The bar was busier than usual for a Tuesday night. The air was filled with the low hum of conversation and the scent of alcohol and greasy bar food, some sports game or another playing on the big TV against the far wall.

We managed to claim our usual corner booth, tucked away from prying eyes and ears. The Silver Star was here, after all. People were already starting to stare.

“Ah, I needed this,” Tina said as she took a long gulp of her beer. It feels like it hasn’t been just us girls for way too long.”

Betty nodded in agreement, turning to me and Avis at the same time. “Seriously. It’s about time you two pry yourselves away from your men for five minutes.”

Avis and I both blushed, although we knew that Betty was just teasing.

Little did she know that she had a man of her own who was pining over her. Peter must have had it pretty bad, too, if he still hadn’t mustered up the courage to speak more than three words to her.

I smiled as I sipped my gin and tonic, listening to my friends‘ chatter. It really was nice to get out, just the four of us; no pack business, no pressing matters looming over my head. It felt like we were in college again, spending a typical night at the bar when we had nothing better to do.

But something wasn’t right.

My eyes kept drifting toward Avis, who was sitting beside me. She was unusually quiet, nursing a martini, but hadn’t taken

eyes distant. more than a sip. Her fingers circled the rim absently, her

I wondered if she was having problems with Gavin, although it seemed unlikely. Those two had been thick as thieves since they had started dating. No, it had to be something else.

“Hey.” I nudged her gently, lowering my voice. “You alright?”

Avis blinked, her focus snapping back to the present like she had just been pulled out of a deep train of thought.

“What? Oh, yeah, I’m fine,” she said, but I could see straight through her lie. All of us could.

“You don’t look fine,” Tina chimed in, blunt as ever. “You look like someone just kicked your puppy or something.”

have a puppy,” Avis muttered,

more tactful, leaned in. “Seriously, Avis. What’s going on? You’ve barely

suddenly lost her interest in it. “It’s nothing,” she said, but her tone gave her away yet again. “Just…

shop?” I asked, cocking my

voice quiet. “It’s been… rough lately.

and I exchanged glances. This was news to us. Avis’s shop was always busy–so busy that at least one

do,” Betty

but I could see the tension in her shoulders. “It’s that new company,

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for so little that people don’t bother getting

time any of us had heard of that shady

their clothes are so crappy,” Tina sighed, scratching her head. “I

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low quality. All they care about is getting trendy clothes for cheap.” She grit her teeth and stared down at the table. “It doesn’t matter to them if the stuff they’re buying lasts, like, three wears at

our faces. Avis had taken a major leap of faith

of that business now

ideas in my head. I wasn’t going to just sit back and let this happen. “What about advertising?

pressed into a thin line. “Can’t afford it right now,” she said softly. “Like I said, I’m barely making a profit. I’m struggling

carried it everywhere, just in case inspiration ever struck. “Okay

no,” she said, a teasing grin spreading across her freckled face. “That’s Audrey’s I have an

eyes and navigated to a new document on my tablet. “Oh, hush, you.” I turned to Avis. “We’ll make a point of mentioning the environmental benefits of repairing

faint spark of interest flickered in my friend’s eyes. “You really think that would

“And we can all help. We’ll

night, Avis’s shoulders seemed

yet,” I said, pushing up my sleeves. “We’ve

the next hour, the four of us crowded around my drawing tablet, taking turns editing the flyers we drew up. More drinks were to be had, too, and by the

with stacks of paper and rolls of tape. The night air was cool and the sky was dark but clear, the scent of early autumn leaves on the breeze. We split up to cover

the market district, where the streets were lined with boutiques, coffee shops, and small businesses. I pinned flyers to every

I made my