A cocky Scot, an innocent pole dancer and a penthouse apartment with a view. What could go wrong?

To escape her difficult past Sasha jumps into an opportunity of managing the sale of the stylish,up market apartment.All of this sounds like a dream, but no one has ever mentioned the arrogant, mouthy Scottish god that lives next door. The problem is that Dexter isn't just good looking, he is also a fist-clenching, heart-pounding, fervent hot man, who makes her heart flutter uncontrollably. She hates his cock-sure attitude.With the talent, of melting women's panties off at a glance, he thinks he can have Sasha too. Well, he couldn't be more wrong. Sasha would rather eat dirt than sleep with him. He vows not to fall for her, but their scorching attraction proves impossible to ignore...

On the Edge is created by Joanna Mazurkiewicz, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author. 

On the Edge

He let me in and I went straight to the kitchen, wanting to see it for myself. All the containers were gone. He'd even gotten rid of the weed and whisky. He started opening the cupboards and drawers, showing me that there was nothing in them.


All right, so he was sticking to his medications, but drugs and buzz were just the tip of the iceberg. Depression didn't just go away; it fed on a person, waiting for that one unexpected moment to strike back. I couldn't just jump back into a relationship. We both needed more time, and if he wanted me, then he needed to show me that he wasn't throwing out any empty words.


"Dexter, that's great you're not going back to your old ways, but-"


"Hold on; that's not all. I need to show you something else."


I followed him to the table. He typed something into his laptop. His elbow brushed over my stomach, accidentally, but I felt tingles running over the base of my spine.


Chapter 31