Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle by Aurora Starling

The thought occurred to me, but I'm not sure how well I could pull it off.

I suppose it couldn't hurt to try.

The following day, I remained in bed for most of the morning. Normally, I would be awake early so I could work on some paintings in my studio. But today, I was pretending to be incredibly sick so that Elliot would let me miss the gathering happening in a couple of days.

I placed a hot cloth over my face and when I heard the bathroom door opening, I quickly took the cloth off my face and shoved it under my pillow.

When Elliot saw me still in bed, he frowned.

"Why haven't you gotten up yet?" He asked as he finished getting dressed for the day.

"I don't feel so good," I told him, making myself sound sick and pathetic.

His brows furrowed together.

"You were fine yesterday."

I swallowed the lump in my throat.

worse, and I'll probably be sick for at least a week," I told him, moaning in

that so?" He asked, not

head; it's very warm," I told

forehead, a frown marring his lips. Then

be?" He asked, reaching around me and grabbing the cloth that I stuck under

was completely hidden. He pulled the cloth out and his eyes narrowed

you feel warm? Do you take me as a

lower lip and

not feeling well. I put a warm cloth on my head

sure once you get up and shower, you'll feel better,"

a knock on the door. I sighed and slid out of bed to open it. One of the maids stood on

thanked her and closed the door, bummed that

on Elliot's

"Come in," he said.

opened the door and stepped inside. He glanced

you need something? Or are you going to stand there all