Graphically Novel (Love Hashtagged #3) by Allyson Lindt

Author:Allyson Lindt [Lindt, Allyson]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B01992E6Z4
Publisher: Acelette Press
Published: 2016-02-12T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Archer glared at the analytics for his website. Given some time and a lot more work, he could probably make the site take off. Online sales were up this month, and at this pace, it could be the thing that saved the shop.

Right. And if he willed the numbers to change, three extra zeroes might appear at the end. It sounded as effective as anything else he’d tried.

He sat in his office—a tiny room tucked behind the main store, which had been a walk-in pantry at earlier points in its life—hoping he’d find a new answer if he stared at figures long enough. He wasn’t picky where the numbers came from. At this point, he was tempted to write down a few random ones, to have something positive to look at.

He pushed aside his laptop and flopped back in his office chair. If he was willing to tighten his belt, cut his salary, make sure the middle-floor apartments were never empty—and raise the rent fifty bucks a month—and stop hosting the anime club, or at least stop paying to feed them, he could make things work.

Maybe he could call Gwen or Zane and ask for some help with the search-engine keywords. As soon as the thought formed, he knew it was a bad one. Without Tori, he didn’t have any connection to Gwen, and he was lucky Zane hadn’t brained him for what he’d pulled with Riley. What the hell had he been thinking? Why did being around Riley do that to him?

The train of thought was derailed by memories of Tori’s reaction, and the fact she still wasn’t speaking to him. Well, that wasn’t completely true. She had texted him a thank you for the flowers. He sighed. Forget about Zane or Riley. How was he going to make things better with Tori?

He probably wasn’t. He turned his attention back to the website. He was on his own for all of this.

Derrek knocked on the door frame at the same time he poked his head around the corner. “Elliot’s here.”

“Send him back.” Something told Archer he didn’t want to be having this conversation, but there was no reason to be rude.

A moment later, Elliot dropped into the padded chair across from Archer’s desk and kicked his feet onto a nearby banker’s box. He set his briefcase on the floor next to him. “How’s business?”

“Same old stuff. Still feeding people’s addictions.”

“We’ve finalized the details on our sponsorship program.” Elliot grabbed something from the side pocket of his case and slid it across the desk.

This again? Archer kept his pleasant smile in place. “That’s nice.”

“This is a preliminary contract. You can have a lawyer look it over, and all that stuff. The terms are pretty straightforward. We pay you a fixed amount every month—basically an advertising fee—and you agree to feature our comics in your storefront. You don’t have to carry us exclusively, and there aren’t currently any restrictions on how many of their books you stock versus ours. As long as you make sure we get top billing.

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