On the Edge: And They Were Roommates, #2

By J Jackson

It's been months since their encounter on the phone and Mike finds himself hopeless trying to avoid Chase. Unfortunately, Chase doesn't agree.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jay Jackson
• Release date: Jun 8, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393136828

J Jackson

J Jackson is a queer author, who indulged in erotic writings after developing the idea for "The Phone", the first installment of the "And They Were Roommates" series. Since then, he has continued writing erotica featuring trans characters for all mature audiences. He has been writing since childhood and enjoys exploring dynamics between characters.

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On the Edge

And They Were Roommates, Volume 2

J Jackson

Published by Jay Jackson, 2020.

On the Edge

And They Were Roommates, Volume 2

J Jackson

Published by Jay Jackson, 2020.

This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.

ON THE EDGE

First edition. June 8, 2020.

Copyright © 2020 J Jackson.

ISBN: 978-1393136828

Written by J Jackson.

This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.

ON THE EDGE

First edition. June 8, 2020.

Copyright © 2020 J Jackson.

ISBN: 978-1393136828

Written by J Jackson.

Table of Contents

Title Page

Copyright Page

Dedication

On the Edge (And They Were Roommates, #2)

Also By J Jackson

About the Author

To Ollie. For listening to me cry about the softness killing me every time I started a sentence.

To Ollie. For listening to me cry about the softness killing me every time I started a sentence.

It had been two weeks since he had asked Chase to have phone sex with him and woke up in his arms, warm, content, relaxed and yet simultaneously panicking.

They had to talk about it.

As he tried to sneak out of Chase's grip, the bastard woke up and greeted him with a smile to rock the world. Way too sweet for someone who was a possible murderer-for-hire and had, only hours earlier, dirty talked until his partner was crying.

But even then, he'd been sweet. Calling him baby, telling him he was good. He was so kind and nice. And Mike had been so desperate and needy and whiny.

Ugh.

Mike had managed to escape by lying about some early meeting and bolting out of the house in a record twenty minutes, ignoring the fact that it was seven in the morning and his office didn't even open until nine. He sat in a coffee shop, running through the events of the night in a blind panic, downing tea after tea after tea until the office opened and he could go drown himself in paperwork and forget everything.

Chase had texted him that afternoon that they should talk and he agreed. And then lied an hour