<p><strong>Griff:</strong></p><p><br></p><p>Walking away from my marriage was my idea of a fresh start.</p><p><br></p><p>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.</p><p><br></p><p>I'm thankful for my best friend, Heath. He's got my back like he always does and is ready to take me out and show me how the bachelor life is done.</p><p><br></p><p>He was never supposed to show me&nbsp;<em>literally</em>.</p><p><br></p><p>After we wake up in bed together, I can't stop looking at him differently, and one thing becomes abundantly clear.</p><p><br></p><p>I talk a big talk about wanting to be single, but my platonic rule book has gone out the window.</p><p><br></p><p><strong>Heath:</strong></p><p><br></p><p>When my best friend comes to me for help post-divorce, I'm only too happy to impart my wisdom to him.</p><p><br></p><p>After all, Griffin isn't my type, but even I can tell he's a complete lumber<em>snack</em>. Good with his hands, kind eyes, and a killer smile. All the guys and gals are gonna eat him alive.</p><p><br></p><p>But the more time we spend together, the less "not my type" he becomes.&nbsp;<em>I'm</em>&nbsp;the one who can't get enough of him.</p><p><br></p><p>Neither of us is interested in a relationship, so what's a little fun between friends?</p><p><br></p><p>We both know the score.</p><p><br></p><p><br></p>