One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 259

Audrey

I woke to the feeling of warm sunlight washing across my check. My body ached pleasantly, and with it came my memories from last night–Edwin’s hands on my skin, the soft murmur of his voice as he whispered my name, the warmth of his breath against my neck.

We had made love practically all night; we hadn’t even gone to sleep until the first rays of dawn broke across the horizon.

Even now, I could still feel the lingering heat of him in the sheets beside me, even though his spot was already empty.

The scent of coffee and bacon wafted in from the kitchen, making my stomach growl. I stretched languidly for a moment before tossing the blankets aside and swinging my legs over the side of the bed, climbing to my feet with a yawn.

I found one of Edwin’s t–shirts discarded next to the bed, and pulled it on. It still smelled like his cologne mixed with the scent of the lakewater, and I paused for a moment to inhale it before I slipped out of the bedroom.

When I rounded the corner to the kitchen, I couldn’t help the smile that spread across my face. Edwin was standing at the stove, his back to me, wearing nothing but a pair of pajama pants slung low on his hips.

The muscles in his broad shoulders and strong back were flexing slightly as he flipped pancakes, reminding me all too well of last night. I smirked as I watched him for a moment, just allowing myself to drink him in.

He must have felt me staring, because a moment later, a tug came through our bond, drawing me closer.

“Morning,” I said, hopping up onto the counter beside him. “Making breakfast already?”

He glanced up at me, a lazy smile spreading across his lips as he leaned in to press a kiss to my temple. “I got hungry. Sleep well?”

“Better than I have in ages,” I admitted. And it was true. For the first time in weeks, I hadn’t had strange dreams, nor had I tossed and turned all night. My mind felt quiet, at least for a little while. “Maybe you were right.”

his attention back to the stove as he slid a pancake onto

“I guess I needed some time

at me from the corner of his eye, a knowing smile tugging

them to scoop some greasy bacon from a nearby pan. I grabbed a plate and held it out to him, my mouth already watering at the sight of the glistening strips. “Sometimes, we need to take a step away in order to see things clearly. Even people like

“I guess I had myself convinced for a minute that Alphas and Lunas and Silver

as often as some people, but we still deserve them,” he said. “And besides, Rome wasn’t built in a day. You can’t go saving the world properly

caught up in the orphanage business that I was overwhelming myself, making it difficult to see the full picture. But now that I had a chance to clear my head, fresh ideas as to how to tackle the whole situation were slowly beginning to spring to

watching as the morning mist slowly rose off the lake and dissolved

the early hour, and it was forecast to be even hotter today. I could already picture myself spending

this place?” I found myself asking

place was cheap as it needed renovations.* He paused, a piece of bacon halfway to his mouth, and shot me a smirk from across the table. “You missed it, but I actually spent an entire summer shirtless in here,

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and cutting wood with no shirt on, muscles glistening

I wanted to.

here for an extended period sometime,”

here with you. Maybe throw a few barbecue parties while we’re at it.” He paused,

softly, leaning back in my chair. A lot of things would have to wait until we weren’t so busy, I supposed. But, just like having kids, we had plenty of

then, suddenly, an idea struck

I turned to Edwin, my idea

say

stilled beneath the water coming out of the kitchen faucet. He glanced at me,

could invite everyone: Eliza and Joseph, Peter, Betty, Tina, Gavin and Avis…” As I spoke, my mind flicked back to the night that I had spent with my friends posting flyers for

day I had accidentally upset the little boy. I hadn’t seen him yet since then, and honestly, I was afraid to. The thought of making him cry