Sold on Them by Miranda May

How does someone end up auctioning themselves off for a weekend? By being as desperate for money as I am.

At the end of the month, I’ll lose my childhood home if I can’t come up with the money that’s due. It’s all that I have left of my parents—of my siblings. I can’t lose it. I’ll do anything to keep it. Even if it means selling myself to the highest bidder for the weekend.
But life likes to throw me curveballs, so I don’t know why I’m surprised that the auction brings not one but two. I can’t say I’m unhappy about the turn of events, but can I say goodbye to them again at the end of the weekend? This is just meant to be the weekend, not forever.
Will I be able to walk away with my heart intact?