The Fine Line Between Friends and Forehead Kisses... and the Fiancée Who Tore It Apart

Well hello, Script-Breakers,

Forget heating up the bookshelves—my novellette, Play Me, is setting them on fire. 

And for the few of you who haven't plunged into this emotional five-alarm blaze yet, no sweat. 

I'm about to drop the kind of scandalous updates that will make you one-click this book right now.

Are you ready to have your heart held hostage? Because this one is a doozy.

Play Me is the story of Andre and Lana, two best friends who’ve spent a decade dancing around a love that everyone else can see.

 They’re the masters of the "just friends" lie, the kind of duo so intertwined their friends have already picked out the wedding china.

The secret crush, the palpable pining, the forehead kisses that are definitely not romantic—it all festers for years... until the exact moment one of them finally decides to make a move. 

And the other one announces their upcoming wedding.

Go on. Tell me you don't need to know how this ends.

This isn't just a book; it's a masterclass in agonizing misunderstanding, throat-clutching angst, and a dose of steam that will leave you absolutely breathless.

So, let’s get into the sweet, sweet torture.

The Quiet Violence of Distance

The book opens with Dre, Lana, and their long-suffering friend, Cecila, at the airport. 

Dre’s two-month business trip to the Big Apple is  putting their "inseparable" status to the ultimate test. 

They have the kind of friends-to-lovers bond you crave: the old-couple banter, the constant-contact demands, and the secret forehead kisses that scream  pining. 

The only question: Why are they still pretending it's just friendship?

Take a look at the devastating final moments of that airport scene:

The air thrummed with barely controlled chaos. Amidst it all, Lana hugged Dre tightly, a silent promise passing between them as she jokingly threatened him with bodily harm if he didn’t call and message her daily.

In response, he laughed, pulling her in closer.

“You know I will. You'll probably get sick of hearing from me.” He said, kissing her forehead.

They stood there for a moment longer, wrapped in each other's arms, the bustling airport fading into the background...

Even Celia could see how they were drawn together, their hands already intertwined like magnets.

When the announcement for Dre's flight sounded, Lana's stomach dropped.

The reality of his departure felt like a crushing blow.

 He squeezed her hand, his touch lingering, and as she watched him walk away, her heart ached with every step.

“This time apart will help you sort out your feelings for him much better,” Celia, ever the shrewd friend, said gently. “Trust me."

Well, Script-Breakers, what do you think?

Will distance make her heart grow fond... or just harden?

The Proposal that Shattered Everything

Fast forward two months. 

Two months of agonizing separation. 

Lana has finally cracked.

She has accepted that she can't live without him. 

Her heart is pounding, her confession is ready, and she's sitting on his couch, preparing to lay a decade of secret love on the line.

She takes a triumphant, hopeful sip of beer... right as Andre drops the nuclear bomb.

Here’s the scene that changes everything:

"Actually," he started, "Now that you mention it, there is something I want to talk to you about… I... I made a pretty important life decision while I was overseas and I wanted you to be the first person I told."

The first icy tendrils of fear and anxiety began unspooling within her lower gut.

She barely managed to ask, "Is this the 'exciting news' you said you wanted to tell me in person?"

Dre nodded, and with a look that seemed to stare straight into her soul, he delivered the final blow.

"I’ve decided to marry the woman I love."

Oh. My. God.

This is not a drill. I repeat, this is not a drill!

The cold sip Lana had just taken—as if also shocked by his declaration—slipped down the wrong path, burning her throat and immediately choking her. 

What the f*** did he just say?

The Final, Agonizing Choice

Andre is engaged. 

The woman he loves isn't Lana. 

The humiliation and heartbreak are so visceral she can barely breathe.

 Lana is now faced with the most brutal test of all: Can she stand beside the man she loves as his best friend... or will she choose to save her shattered heart by walking away forever?

And here’s the kicker, Script-Breakers: Andre has a secret of his own. 

As he watches Lana's carefully hidden reactions, he's starting to wonder if his own elaborate suspicions about her true feelings are finally coming true.

You know you want to know:

• Who is this mysterious woman Andre is rushing down the aisle for?

• Will Lana be the best man... or the bridesmaid?

• What other shocking confession is Andre secretly holding back?

Play Me is a must-read. It’s an addictive hit of misunderstandings, high-stakes angst, and explosive steam. You won't be able to turn the pages fast enough.

Don't wait another minute for the resolution of this five-alarm fire of a love story.

🔥 Find out what happens next in Play Me, available now on Amazon and FREE with Kindle Unlimited!