Hey, everyone! Lizzie here. I'm sorry I haven’t posted for a while, but family life has kept me pretty damned busy.
By now you’ve all read my story. (Right? If you haven’t get to it! I’ll wait. No really, I’ll wait.) Okay, for those of you who haven’t, no spoilers, I promise. I’m not here to talk about me.
I want to tell you a little bit about one of my other favorite men, Simon Prince. He’s my cousin (second cousin, to be totally accurate) and one of the best guys you’ll ever meet.
When we were kids, Simon lived in England with his parents and sister, Kim, but they came home to visit from time to time. I’ll admit, I enjoyed the fact that I had a good-looking, slightly older cousin who, at the time, came with an accent that made every girl I knew drool. It definitely got me invited to the cool table once or twice.
But Simon was more than that. He was always there for me, even if most of our communication was via telephone and snail mail, a shoulder to cry on, a guy friend that I could go to for advice on boys. (I tried talking to my brother, but that did not end well!)
His parents divorced when he was fifteen, and he moved back to the States with his Mom and sister. They immediately became part of the neighborhood gang, and since Simon and I were the oldest, we tried to keep the younger ones in line, which was not easy! Those boys! (I’m looking at you Matt, Dare, Dave, and Sin!)
He formed an immediate and unique bond with little Tessa Jameson, who was seven when they met. She thought that since his last name was Prince, he was a real prince like in her fairy tales. The little tomboy proclaimed herself his princess and swore that she was going to marry him someday. It was pretty damned adorable!
Simon didn’t mind. He adored Tessa. She was Kim’s best friend, after all. But they had a connection that was impossible to define; he used to tell her that she was an old soul, wise beyond her years.
And then, life happened. Simon went to college and, eventually, moved back to England while pursuing his career as a war correspondent. Tessa got over her crush and made plans of her own. They didn’t see each other again until her brother, Dave, married his sister, Kim.
That’s where I’ll stop. Their story begins at Kim and Dave’s wedding, but neither of them could have imagined when or how Tessa would finally get her Prince.
It’s a wonderful story, but you’ll have to wait just a little longer …
Tessa’s Prince, coming November 2016.
By now you’ve all read my story. (Right? If you haven’t get to it! I’ll wait. No really, I’ll wait.) Okay, for those of you who haven’t, no spoilers, I promise. I’m not here to talk about me.
I want to tell you a little bit about one of my other favorite men, Simon Prince. He’s my cousin (second cousin, to be totally accurate) and one of the best guys you’ll ever meet.
When we were kids, Simon lived in England with his parents and sister, Kim, but they came home to visit from time to time. I’ll admit, I enjoyed the fact that I had a good-looking, slightly older cousin who, at the time, came with an accent that made every girl I knew drool. It definitely got me invited to the cool table once or twice.
But Simon was more than that. He was always there for me, even if most of our communication was via telephone and snail mail, a shoulder to cry on, a guy friend that I could go to for advice on boys. (I tried talking to my brother, but that did not end well!)
His parents divorced when he was fifteen, and he moved back to the States with his Mom and sister. They immediately became part of the neighborhood gang, and since Simon and I were the oldest, we tried to keep the younger ones in line, which was not easy! Those boys! (I’m looking at you Matt, Dare, Dave, and Sin!)
He formed an immediate and unique bond with little Tessa Jameson, who was seven when they met. She thought that since his last name was Prince, he was a real prince like in her fairy tales. The little tomboy proclaimed herself his princess and swore that she was going to marry him someday. It was pretty damned adorable!
Simon didn’t mind. He adored Tessa. She was Kim’s best friend, after all. But they had a connection that was impossible to define; he used to tell her that she was an old soul, wise beyond her years.
And then, life happened. Simon went to college and, eventually, moved back to England while pursuing his career as a war correspondent. Tessa got over her crush and made plans of her own. They didn’t see each other again until her brother, Dave, married his sister, Kim.
That’s where I’ll stop. Their story begins at Kim and Dave’s wedding, but neither of them could have imagined when or how Tessa would finally get her Prince.
It’s a wonderful story, but you’ll have to wait just a little longer …
Tessa’s Prince, coming November 2016.
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