Griff doesn’t want a no strings hook up, he craves the connection and emotions that come with being with someone he trusts. When Heath takes him out to get laid at the club, he realizes the only man he wants to be with is Heath.
Griff’s marriage has ended, and he should be ready to get out there and get wild, however he is more nervous than excited. His isn’t ready to start seeing him in a new, not very platonic light. He’s ready to teach his best friend how to live up the single life. Heath has been best friends with Griff since high school Heaths’s been by Griff’s side through his marriage, his journey as a father, and he’s here for him with his divorce.
Platonic Playbook is the second stand alone in the Divorced Men’s Club series by Saxon James. Neither of us are interested in a relationship, so what’s a little fun between friends? All the guys and gals are gonna eat him alive.īut the more time we spend together, the less “not my type” he becomes. Good with his hands, kind eyes, and a killer smile. When my best friend comes to me for help post-divorce, I’m only too happy to impart wisdom on him.Īfter all, Griffin isn’t my type, but even I can tell he’s a complete lumbersnack. I talk a big talk about us only being friends, but my platonic rulebook has gone out the window. He was never supposed to show me literally.Īfter we wake up in bed together, I can’t stop looking at him differently, and one thing becomes abundantly clear. My kid is in college, my ex-wife and I are on good terms … but being single in my forties is a world different to being single in my teens.īut my best friend, Heath, has my back like he always does and is ready to take me out and show me how the bachelor life is done. So when Payne gets back into town and needs somewhere to stay, I offer him my spare room with one condition: while he’s staying with me, I need him to help me become date-able.Īnd while he does that, I can focus on my other plan: ignoring that Payne is the only man I’ve ever wanted to date.Walking away from my marriage was my idea of a fresh start.
I’m naturally chaotic, make terrible decisions, and scare off potential dates with my “weirdness”. Since my career took off, I barely have time to breathe, let alone keep my life in order. Room payment to be made in meal planning, repairs, and dumb jokes. And not leave his door ajar when he’s in compromising positions. When my little brother’s best friend offers me a place to stay in exchange for menial duties, I swallow my pride and jump at the offer. There’s nothing sadder than moving back to my hometown newly divorced, homeless, and lost for what my next move is. Preferably dirt cheap as funds are tight (nonexistent). Must ignore the patheticness of a forty-year-old roommate.
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