Falling For My Player Best Friend: Short and Sweet Series, #1

By Luna Moon

The Nerd, The Best Friend and The Dating Simulation - A Friends to Lovers Fake Relationship Romance

AMY MORRISON doesn't believe in love. As a science lecturer her world revolves around facts and logic. But no matter how many times Jane, Amy's friend, tries to convince her to let someone in Amy is resolved to stay single for the rest of her life.

DEAN FLETCHER is still nursing the wound of being dumped by his girlfriend, Nina and misses the feeling of having someone in his life to dote on and fall in love with.

But after ditching an engagement party together Amy and Dean start talking about their desire to feel love. But soon they realize they can solve each other's problems. So Amy and Dean set on doing a dating simulation going through various things couples do. But soon things get complicated, chemistry develops, feelings get shared and hearts broken.

Will this science experiment have a happily ever after conclusion or become a failed hypothesis?

 

 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Short and Sweet Publishing
• Release date: Sep 17, 2021
• ISBN: 9798201081195

Luna Moon

LUNA MOON is a writer (or professional chatter - because she cannot SHUT UP! - whichever one works for you) who writes Contemporary Romance Novellas and short stories. She loves coffee, her beautiful shiny cat and her two possibly insane dogs and reading all day long.

Book preview

Marshall

We were driving downtown .

The trees along the road were turning brown already and some of the leaves were already falling out.

The sky was a pinkish purple with little clouds scattered, looking a lot like little pieces of cotton candy.

It was late afternoon so people were on their way home. The train station was just a block away and you could see people walking down the street.

Some people were clutching their jackets tighter since it was cold. Others were walking with bags of shopping, some even nibbling on some of the stuff they bought. Some were in conversation with their traveling partners.

Others were walking alone with earphones in their ears blasting music and looking down as to avoid anyone else around them.

I just picked Renee, my girlfriend, up after her shift at her day job ended. We were driving to her house which she shared with a few roommates she knew from high school and were planning on spending the evening together there like we always did.

I should’ve been happy in my relationship. I knew that. Instead I just felt this empty hollow feeling of regret which was the worst thing possible. How could I regret having asked her to be my girlfriend?

But it was just...I knew we were just prolonging the inevitable.

Like all my other relationships it moved quickly.

I asked her to be my girlfriend three days after we met. I told her I loved her a week after that. She even told me at one point that maybe we moved to soon and should take things slower from now on. Yet even she said the words back. Even she acted as if we were a married couple when we hadn’t even known each other for two months.

At first I thought I was the luckiest guy on earth to meet someone that made me feel that way again. Just like Roselyn months ago. And Lee a few months before that.

I knew I had a problem.

It wasn’t that I wasn’t able to commit.

I couldn’t really explain it to anyone and I knew how it made me look. I looked flakey.

People always assumed I was the one doing the breaking up. But I was the one being dumped.

I hate saying this for all the tackiness it has, but I wasn’t a bad guy.

I treated my girlfriends with respect and I always tried to treat them.

But that wasn’t enough.

I didn’t blame them for breaking up with me. I would do it too. If it wasn’t for my selfishness of not wanting to be alone, of wanting to feel how it feels to be loved, I would have spared them the pain and done it myself.

But I couldn’t. I wanted to feel loved so badly that I dragged it out as long as I could.

Until they couldn’t.

It was always three months.

It wasn’t even timed that way. It just seemed to be the point where everything went downhill. It’s like when writers talk about their current manuscript. The worst part is getting to the saggy boring middle. And that was the way it felt when we reached three months in a relationship. We were stuck in the saggy boring middle and the beginning was already written and we couldn’t go back. As if the pages swallowed us up and there was no escape.

The cracks would start to show. The elephant in the room.

And she’d notice.

She’d notice a difference. She’d think I was going to break up with her. And then she’d tell herself she needed to do it fast.

Break me before I could break her.

But the damage was already done. She’d already feel as if she wasn’t good enough. She’d already be in the cycle of worrying, wondering, trying to figure out why I couldn’t love her.

Why the hell didn’t I just stay single!

Because I was lonely.

And the person I loved didn’t love me.

Could you blame me for wanting someone too?

Until Renee.

I honestly told myself that this time I was gonna make it work. No matter what. No matter if I didn’t have the feelings that should be there. I’d make it work for her.

This beautiful, sweet girl that looked at me as if I was the most beautiful amazing creature ever created.

The way I looked at Sophie.

But without me knowing, even after trying so damn hard, she already saw the storm brewing.

Even right now, while we were driving downtown and I was stupidly lost in thought, thinking of Sophie and I on the beach last summer. Looking into her eyes; that dimple in the corner of her smile, the red glow of her hair...

I’m just worried about my parents. What I’ve seen on the news and what I’ve heard from them, the fires are spreading pretty quickly.

Silence.

Do you think I should try to fly in to check on them?

Like an idiot I was still staring out in front of me my mind miles away.

She narrowed her eyes.

Are you even listening to me?

Yeah, babe, I said but you could hear in my voice I wasn’t there.

She threw her arms up in exasperation but I didn’t even notice. She breathed out loudly and crossed her arms.

So, she said louder. I was thinking about going to hell this weekend.

That sounds great, babe, I