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 woke up early the next day, and my nerves still had a hold on me. I had wanted to tell Marceline last night when we were standing on the bridge. I had wanted to tell her everything. But I could see the hesitation in her eyes, and I found myself second-guessing everything.


She hadn't said anything when we first got here, and there had only been one bed. It was hard not to get used to sleeping next to her. She had a tendency to curl up next to me in the middle of the night and rub her face in my chest. It was endearing and I couldn't help but put my arm around her.


By morning she would always move to her side of the bed, like nothing had ever happened. Getting out of bed I walked to the little patio by the small table in our room. It was still early and only a few people were walking outside. We were going back today, and the wedding was only getting closer. I was going to run out of time and excuses.


Chapter 35: Just Do It