"Why did you drag me out here," I asked, folding my arms across my chest.
"I think I have a way where we can solve both of our problems," he began. "I'm proposing that you be my future bride, and in exchange, I will help fund your research department and your parent's shop however I can."
"Okay, but why me? I mean, you have a horde of women pursuing you. Why not just date one of them?" I asked
"Because they actually want to marry me. You are…decent enough to get the job done," he said with a snide smile on his face.
"We are going to have to work on your complementing skills, I see," I muttered.
"Look, are you in or not?" Grey demanded.
I sighed. There wasn't much of a downside to taking the deal. If anything went wrong, I could always pull out of it, right?
I nodded, "I'm in."

Fake Bride for the Last Bachelor was created by Madilyn Lasher, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

Fake Bride for the Last Bachelor

My mother had been quick with getting us in to see Sherly. It was only a couple of days later that Marceline, and I were sitting in the white, plush waiting room of Sherly's boutique. Almost everything was in a shade of white, making the room almost blinding to look at.


Sherly, a jovial woman dressed in all floral print, sat across from Marceline. Sherly had given us a giant list of options to help her guide us on what to choose. From floral arrangements to what color napkins we would like for each course, nothing was off the table for choices.


"I know your mother sent down her preliminary list, but I wanted to see what you two wanted as well," she said, handing us the list my mother filled out.


"This looks very...grand," Marceline said hesitantly. Indeed, it was. Everything was set in a warm, grey and navy tone. My mother had wanted to book three separate spaces for the rehearsal dinner, the wedding, and the reception.


Chapter 19: Wedding Woes