Archer's Rune

"One night. With me." His voice was a velvety purr against my collarbone, his lips grazing the skin over my blouse. "Name your price."
My fingers curled around his hair, pulling hard. "For one night?"
He winced slightly, his lips curling up into that infuriating smirk again. "That was fast. Yes."
"1000 dollars." I put a palm up before he could say anything else. "That's how much I'll pay if you agree to play my sister's boyfriend for a week."

Archer Huxley-Gordon, corporate heir and a total hot mess has had only three goals in his life so far: parties, girls and money. He was sure he'd be grasshopping his way through his junior year of high school as well but that all changes when a storm in the form of a girl with lifeless eyes and an emotionless façade, that grated on his nerves and made him crave her even more with every heated glance and cutting words they shared, decided to buy him for her little sister.