One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 255

Audrey

“I’m home…”

I stumbled back in through the door, my footsteps still heavy and aching after a night of drinking and walking around town. The apartment was mostly dark, save for the lamp in the living room and the dim kitchen light.

It always felt good to be home, especially after a later night out. With a contented sigh, I hung my jacket on the hook by the door, then kicked off my shoes and turned around in search of Edwin.

But my mate wasn’t lounging in the armchair like I expected, reading a book and sipping whiskey. Nor was he in bed when I poked my head into the bedroom.

Frowning slightly, I crept further into the apartment and looked for him. Eventually, I saw a sliver of yellow light seeping out from under the sewing room door and quietly knocked on the wood. “Edwin?”

No answer.

I opened the door, and there he was–fast asleep at the worktable–turned–temporary–desk in the middle of the room, slumped over, head resting on his arms. He was so dead asleep that he was even snoring a little, his mouth slightly open.

I couldn’t help the tiny smile that crossed my lips as I stood there for a few moments with my hands on my hips, just watching him sleep. His dark hair was slightly mussed and falling into his shut eyes, his shoulders gently rising and falling with each deep breath.

He looked… peaceful like this. More peaceful than he’d had the chance to be as of late, what with everything else going on. hated the thought of waking him, but I also knew that if he spent too much longer sleeping on the desk like this, he would suffer for it in the morning.

Quietly so as not to wake him just yet, I stepped forward and peered at the papers scattered around him.

Since we had both been living in the small apartment lately, the sewing room had been turned into somewhat of an office when he wasn’t using his usual office on campus–hence the piles of documents and boxes of orphanage evidence all over the place.

Upon closer inspection, I saw that he was indeed working on the case with Sophia and my old orphanage. Old tax forms, receipts, and photographs were strewn across the worktable, and Edwin’s fingers were stained with ink from taking notes. He’d been elbow–deep in it, from the looks of things.

I bit my lip to keep my sigh in. I didn’t have to look at his notes for long to know that he hadn’t found much.

Sophia had covered her tracks well. Very well. There were still no leads on where exactly she was sending these

to be Joseph. The little

reaching for a nearby

his shoulders, Edwin’s arm shot out like

doing?” he slurred, lifting his head and wiping his bleary

“I could ask you the same question. You said you were going to

my

waist,

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to clear his eyes. “Couldn’t.” He yawned and tugged me

He leaned his forehead against me for a few long moments, letting me soothe him with

have a good night?” he asked with another yawn, his voice thick with

little straighter and blinked up at me. “That damn company–I’ll look into

kiss to his lips. “It’s alright. These things happen,” I murmured against his mouth. “Besides, you have enough on your plate

me fully now, he wrapped his other arm around me and pulled me into his lap with ease. He

go out,” he murmured, peppering tender kisses against my neck and exposed collar bone. “More than I probably

a little against him, already feeling a subtle swell in his pajama pants. “I can see that,” I teased, sitting down a

slurred, shutting his eyes against the sudden wave of desire that was washing over both of us. “As soon as we get the chance,

wait until Italy?”

trailed up the back of my shirt and pressed into the soft flesh across my lower spine, just above the waistband of my skirt. “Too far away. And

of my throat. He responded in kind, gently nipping at the spot where his marking bite still lingered–would always linger–on

estate? We’ll order all the takeout food you want. I’ll send

my lip, feeling his hardness press a little harder between my legs. Slowly, sensually, I slipped up my skirt to