Straight-Bait Roommate
MM Contemporary Romance
by Jace Wilder
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Pairing: MM
Heat: 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️ Inferno
Tropes: Bi Awakening, Roommates to Lovers, Best Friends to Lovers, Forced Proximity, Only One Bed, Praise Kink, He Falls First
He moved in to save money. He didn’t plan on falling for his “practice” partner.
Drew Callahan is a freshly divorced electrician who needs somewhere to live. His queer best friend Wes has a spare room — except the spare room is a closet. So they share the bed. It’s fine. They’ve shared worse.
Wes Nakamura has been in love with Drew since the night they met nine years ago. He watched Drew get married. Gave a toast at the wedding. Went home and cried on his bathroom floor. He’s spent nearly a decade managing a feeling that won’t die, and now the man who caused it is sleeping six inches away every night.
When Drew panics about re-entering the dating scene, Wes makes a half-joking offer: practice kisses. One careful kiss on the couch turns into a series of escalating “lessons” that wreck the straight label, destroy the just-friends boundary, and force both men to confront what they’ve been circling since the day they met.
But Drew is still calling it practice. Wes is still protecting his heart. And when a dream job offer threatens to take Wes to Portland, they’ll have to decide: keep pretending, or fight for the thing that was never pretend at all.
You’ll love this book if you enjoy:
✅ “Straight” best friend to lovers with a bi awakening
✅ Only one bed + forced proximity + cozy domestic vibes
✅ Practice kisses that escalate to practice everything
✅ Praise kink that rewires his entire nervous system
✅ A hero who falls first and a hero who falls harder
✅ 5 fully explicit scenes + continuous sexual tension (🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️)
✅ No third-act breakup — just two idiots choosing each other
✅ HEA guaranteed
⚠️ Content Warning: This novel contains explicit sexual content (graphic MM scenes including first-time bottoming), strong language, bi awakening, divorce themes, and mild identity crisis. Intended for readers 18+.
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Chapter One: The Box Room
The second bedroom was not a bedroom.
I stood in the doorway holding a duffel bag that contained roughly sixty percent of my post-divorce life and stared at what Wes had described on the phone as “a perfectly functional guest room” and what was, in reality, a closet with ambitions.
“So,” Wes said from behind me, leaning against the hallway wall with his arms crossed and a look on his face that said he knew exactly what I was thinking. “It’s cozy.”
“It’s a closet.”
“It’s a studio. I do actual work in there.”
He pushed off the wall and walked past me, close enough that I caught the smell of him—something warm and clean, cedar maybe, or sandalwood. “My bed’s a queen,” he said over his shoulder. “We’ve shared worse. Remember Bonnaroo?”
“We shared a two-person tent in ninety-degree heat and I woke up spooning you.”
“See? Already broken in.”
Six weeks since Jenna said I think we should stop pretending. Four days since the apartment sold. I’d been sleeping on Kyle’s couch. Wes had texted: Come stay with me. I have a spare room.
Here I was. Here the spare room wasn’t.
Nine years. He’d been a constant through all of it—the engagement, the wedding, the slow erosion of a marriage that was more habit than passion, the divorce that felt less like heartbreak and more like finally setting down something heavy.
Through all of it, Wes.
I woke up at three in the morning with my face pressed into the curve of Wes’s neck.
For a few seconds I didn’t register it. I was warm. I was comfortable. Something smelled incredible. My body was pressed against a long, lean line of heat and everything in me was saying yes, this, stay.
Then my brain came online and I understood that the solid smooth thing was Wes’s bare chest and the heat was Wes’s body and my face was in Wes’s neck and my hips were—
Close. Very close. Dangerously close.
I should have moved. I didn’t move.
His heartbeat was so steady under my palm. And he was so warm. And it had never felt like this. This easy. This right.
One more breath. His heartbeat under my hand. The warmth of him everywhere.
I didn’t move.
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Sunday Morning — The Farmers Market — A scene TOO HOT for Amazon
Three months into being official, Drew and Wes hit the Sunday farmers market. Drew buys peaches. Wes buys flowers. They get home and Wes ends up on the kitchen counter with peach juice on his chin and Drew between his legs.
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