β Scribed by Brien Michaels
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
Murder is one hell of a drag. Jack Kieza has a problem. He's deeply attracted to men, but his homophobic family has left him too afraid to act on it. With his thirtieth birthday around the corner, his curiosity gets the best of him, and he finds himself at a gay club. After spending a fiery night with drag queen Sheila Saltue, everything changes. Especially when he discovers her alter ego: his boss, Ryan Swift. Ryan knew he should've said no the second Jack approached him. Now he can't stop himself from texting Jack every chance he gets. But Jack won't let him take the wig off during sex, and being Sheila off-stage is wearing thin. The more time they spend together, the more intense their feelings get, but Jack isn't ready to date a man yet. When drag queens start turning up murdered, it forces Jack to reexamine his feelings, because what if Ryan is next? While Jack wants their burgeoning relationship to work, it would mean having to admit who he is to the world. And that's an idea as frightening as death.
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