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

After staying in the hotel bar for the rest of the day, I snuck back up into our room. It was almost one in the morning, and I doubted Grey was still awake. I had devoured a giant cheeseburger and several long islands. I was giggling to myself, remembering Stacy's stupid face, as I unlocked our door.


The lights were all off, and Grey's back was to me from the bed. He looked like he was breathing slowly, but I tried my best not to make too much noise. 'Dumb boys,' I thought to myself and took off my shoes, throwing them in the corner.


"Marceline?" Grey asked, turning to face me.


"Whoopsie, sorry, I didn't mean to wake you," I said and tossed my bag by the door.


"Are you drunk?" he continued and sat up to look at me.


Chapter 29: Drunk and Hungover Feelings