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 packing up the last of the salvageable materials, I said goodbye to my parents and left for dinner with Grey. Sharon had given me a concerned look as we left, but I tried my best to give her a reassuring smile. I had filled her in on what happened over the weekend, and I knew she was starting to doubt what I was doing.


Grey took us to a smaller restaurant on the other side of town. The dinner services were just getting started, so the restaurant was still mostly empty. My stomach was full of nervous flurries, and the smell of food was starting to make me nauseous.


"How are we doing today?" our waitress asked in a cheery voice.


"Just fine, thank you," Grey responded. "Can we get two waters and a couple of drinks to start off with?"


"Sure, what kind of drinks?" the waitress asked, writing on her notepad.


"Whatever you suggest," Grey said, giving her a small smile. The waitress nodded and left our table.


Chapter 32: Just Say It