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

Sweat was trickling down between my breasts. I knew that I was going to suffer later, but we were leaving tomorrow and this was my last opportunity to enjoy this glorious weather. We never had that much heat in Edinburgh. Mum said that it had been raining for over a week and it was bitterly cold. I really wasn't ready to return to Scotland just yet.


I was lounging in thirty-two degrees Celsius around the pool area in Spain with Dexter Tyndall, my sex-obsessed, dirty-talking, long-term boyfriend. I had managed to pick up a fantastic tan already, but today I was topping it off. We arrived a week ago, booking the last minute trip in order to relax and recharge our batteries.


I opened my eyes and noticed that Dexter was done with sunbathing, and now he was watching me.


Chapter 37