My Best Friend's Lease
Ava Jackson
Mason and I have No hooking up. No drama. No touching each other like we mean it.
We’ve stuck to them for two years. Even after that one almost-kiss. Even when he walks around shirtless and smells like sin and safety.
But the lease is up. The tension is building. And when one fight breaks the rules wide open, we learn the truth—
We were never just roommates.
We were always one moment away from ruin.
A slow-burn, steamy, laugh-out-loud roommates-to-lovers romance for fans of forced proximity, forbidden tension, and cinnamon-toast-colored abs.
He’s my best friend’s lease. But now I want a lifetime contract.

