Edwin
I felt the sensation of someone leaning close to me as I slept. Cracking my eyes open carefully, I caught a glimpse of long, dark hair and striking blue eyes. Audrey.
Just as she was straightening, I threw my arm out and wrapped it around her waist, yanking her close.
“What do you think you’re doing, young lady?” I growled, my fingers digging into the soft flesh beneath her sweater.
Audrey’s eyes turned into saucers at my touch. Her face reddened until it practically looked like a ripe little strawberry, and her mouth turned into an ‘O’ when she realized she had been caught in the act.
“P-Professor—I mean, Edwin,” she gasped, pressing her palms flat into the expanse of my forearm to try and pry it away. “I-I didn’t—”
Seeing her struggle like this, like a mouse
