Royal / Winter Renshaw.
His name is Royal, but he's no prince charming. He's not even a prince-though you could say I loved him once upon a time. He was my older brother's best friend. Growing up, he sat at our dinner table every Sunday, teased me mercilessly, and pretended I annoyed him. When I was old enough, he took me on my first date. Royal taught me how to drive. Escorted me to my junior prom. Gave me my first kiss . . . amongst other things. He was my first taste of toe-curling, all-consuming, can't-sleep love. We had our whole lives ahead of us. There was never anyone else for me but him. And then he disappeared. No letter. No explanation. Not even a good-bye. I've spent the last seven years trying in vain to forget my first love, but just when I think I've finally moved on, guess who's back in town?
Record details
- ISBN: 9781515928331 (sound recording : hoopla Audio Book)
- ISBN: 1515928330 (sound recording : hoopla Audio Book)
- Physical Description: 1 online resource (1 audio file (8hr., 10 min.)) : digital.
- Edition: Unabridged.
- Publisher: [United States] : Tantor Audio : 2016.
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Restrictions on Access Note: | Digital content provided by hoopla. |
Participant or Performer Note: | Read by C. J. Bloom, Eric London. |
System Details Note: | Mode of access: World Wide Web. |
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Subject: | Man-woman relationships > Fiction. |
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His name is Royal, but he's no prince charming. He's not even a prince-though you could say I loved him once upon a time.
He was my older brother's best friend. Growing up, he sat at our dinner table every Sunday, teased me mercilessly, and pretended I annoyed him. When I was old enough, he took me on my first date.
Royal taught me how to drive. Escorted me to my junior prom. Gave me my first kiss . . . amongst other things. He was my first taste of toe-curling, all-consuming, can't-sleep love.
We had our whole lives ahead of us. There was never anyone else for me but him. And then he disappeared. No letter. No explanation. Not even a good-bye.
I've spent the last seven years trying in vain to forget my first love, but just when I think I've finally moved on, guess who's back in town?