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.

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

He asked, not

head; it's very warm," I

forehead, a frown marring his lips. Then he cocked his head to the

asked, reaching around me and grabbing the cloth that I stuck under my

for not making sure it was completely hidden. He pulled the cloth out and his eyes narrowed

this the reason you feel warm?

lower

not feeling well. I put a warm cloth on

I'm sure once you get

room. A few minutes later, I heard a knock on the door. I sighed and slid out of bed to open it. One of the maids stood on the other side with a glass of

the door, bummed

on

"Come in," he said.

the door and stepped inside. He glanced

Or are you going to stand