Madilyn Lasher

"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

I had been in the middle of making more flashcards, adding to the mountain that was taking over my desk, when Grey called. He had practically pleaded with me to come with him to shop for his mother's birthday present. I only relented because I was promised a meal of my choosing.


"Why are you so dressed up to find a present," I asked when Grey pulled up to my house.


Grey looked down at himself, "What's wrong with this? This is how I usually dress." He was wearing a deep blue suit. He looked like he was going to the office instead of shopping.


"Nothing, it's fine," I said, feeling a bit underdressed next to him. I had chosen to wear jeans and a purple jumper.


"Thank you for joining me," Grey said, holding my door open.


"How did the dress shopping go yesterday?" Grey asked, starting the car.


"It went well, we found a dress," I said dryly.


Chapter 23: Not the Giraffe!