Chapter Eleven

Drew woke up to missed calls and messages. All from his uncle. Guessed Aiden's editor friend had published the press release Aiden sent her last night.

After the "wedding breakfast", they had all gathered in his office and crafted the perfect press release that sold the story they wanted everyone to believe. Well, it had been Aiden that had done most of the crafting while he and Madeline laughed, cringed and told him outright nos.

Let the games begin.

Ignoring the notifications on his phone, he rolled off the bed and walked into the bathroom. When he was done with his ablutions, he headed out and found Madeline in the kitchen, nursing a cup of coffee and looking absolutely too pretty for seven am in the morning.

She smiled at him and he had to fight the urge to walk over to her and see what her breath tasted like in the morning.

"Hey, good morning."

He smiled back. "Good morning. Slept well?"

"Like a baby." She let out a soft sigh. "The bed is heavenly."

He poured himself a cup of cof