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.”

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

I needed some time away

me from the corner of his eye, a knowing

always have a habit of throwing yourself into your problems,” he said as he picked up a pair of tongs, using 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

right. “I guess I had myself convinced for a minute that Alphas and Lunas and Silver Stars don’t deserve a

don’t get them 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 if

overwhelming myself, making it difficult to see the full picture. But now that I had a chance

ate a hearty breakfast of pancakes and bacon on the deck after that, watching as the morning mist slowly

pleasantly warm despite the early hour, and it was forecast to be even hotter today. I

you buy this place?” I found myself asking as

get away from work. This 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, renovating the

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shirt on, muscles glistening with sweat in

I wanted to.

should consider staying here for an extended period sometime,” I

throw a few barbecue parties while we’re

weren’t so busy, I supposed. But, just like

then, suddenly, an

later, I turned to Edwin, my idea

“what would you say

faucet. He glanced at me, quirking

Avis…” As I spoke, my mind flicked back to the night that I had spent with my friends posting flyers for Avis’s business. Then it went to Peter and Betty’s tentative feelings,

Joseph–back to the 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 after everything he had been through felt like a knife