One Night With My Alpha Professor by Eve Above Story

Chapter 270

Audrey

The late afternoon sun was streaming through the shop windows, casting long, golden shadows across the floor as I carefully pinned another section of delicate lace to the bodice of Avis’s welding dress The ivory silk was soft under my fingers, almost impossibly so, and the hand–beaded details caught the falling light, shimmering with every subtle movement of her body.

It truly was going to be the perfect wedding gown.

If she held still, that was.

“Stop fidgeting.” I muttered, a pin held between my lips as I tried to focus. Avis shifted on the pedestal for what felt like the hundredth, maybe even thousandth, time that day.

“I can’t help it,” she whined impatiently as her hand twitched toward her face. “My nose itches.”

Betty swatted her hand away before she could scratch herself. “Touch your face, and I swear, I’ll sew the shape of a big you- know–what into your veil just to spite you.”

“You’re all tyrants,” Avis declared dramatically, although the sparkle in her eyes betrayed her. She was far too excited to genuinely complain. She turned her head slightly, watching us through the mirror as we worked, the smile tugging at her lips unmistakable.

Tina emerged from the back room a moment later, her arms overflowing with yet another box of beads. “Yep. Just a bunch of tyrants who are making you the most beautiful wedding dress the world has ever seen,” she said, sticking out her tongue as she set the supplies down.

Avis stuck her tongue out right back, but we all knew Tina wasn’t wrong. The dress was breathtaking–a masterpiece of lace, with delicate sleeves and a bodice fit for a queen.

We had been working on it together for weeks, fitting in late–night sessions and stolen moments between Avis’s customers, every stitch and bead sewn with all of our love. When Avis had asked us to make her wedding gown for her, we couldn’t refuse. And we knew it had to be utterly perfect for our friend.

“Speaking of beautiful things…” Avis’s voice took on a slightly more mischievous quality, her eyes darting toward Betty. “How was your date last night?”

Betty’s hands stilled over the hem of the train, her cheeks instantly turning a delicate shade of pink. “It wasn’t a date,” she muttered, her voice a little too small to be entirely convincing. “Peter and I just got coffee.”

“For the fourth time this week,” I pointed out, grinning as I tucked another piece of lace into place on the bodice. “It’s starting to sound a little date–like, don’t you think?”

Betty’s blush deepened, but she kept her gaze stubbornly on the fabric in front of her. “No, it’s not-”

“Oh my goddess, they’re totally dating!” Tina squealed, practically dropping into the nearest chair as she hugged her knees to her chest. “Spill the details. Don’t leave us hanging.”

faintest smile playing at her lips. “There

repeated, exchanging a knowing glance with Tina. “Is that what we’re

rolled her eyes. “Okay, talking and maybe a little kissing,” she admitted, looking like she was about to pass out from the

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two to finally go

“We’re just exploring our possibilities. And even if we were mates, I wouldn’t tell you

“So you are mates,” she teased, carling a well–deserved glare from

shot back, her voice regaining some of its usual sharpness. “How’s your love

hmm?”

there was something thoughtful in the gesture as she ran her fingers through the beads in the box

eyebrows shot up. “I thought you wanted

coming to terms with everything that went down with my parents. Still learning to accept myself. I’m not sure if I want to subject another person to

Betty glanced at me from where we were working behind the gown, and

mind,” Betty finally said,

since you’re all finding love like it’s going out of style. I want to be swept off my feet and wear a

pedestal as she gestured toward

and the

of us, showing off a photo of a very attractive girl with hot pink hair and a motorcycle helmet

a

as Avis laughed was priceless. Betty, Avis and I couldn’t help but burst

you,” Tina muttered as she quickly turned away.

stepping back to admire the progress

at the window.

after that as we returned to our work. The sun had dipped lower in the sky, casting the room

into place, I stepped back and exchanged glances with Betty and Tina. It was finished. Still needed sewing,

straightening up. “I think we’re