Firstly, I’d like to thank my parents, my family and my friends for their continued support. It means the world to me!
Then to my amazing team of Beta readers who always made time to read the bits & pieces of this book I sent! Thank you goes to Shanora Williams, Michelle Davis Grad, Emma Mack, Susan Davis Provorse, Ullanda Artis, and Sirenda McNece – can’t thank you ladies enough!! To Christine Stanley at This Redhead Loves Books, who is the genius responsible for my PR, it has been so much fun getting to know you! Your support is greatly appreciated, as is all your hard work <3
Then, a very special thanks goes out to Michelle Davis Grad and Emma Mack! Michelle a.k.a Mamma, you have been with me from the beginning, ever since Beneath Your Beautiful popped into my head, and I am so grateful for everything you’ve done to help me! Love your face! Then Emma, I’m not sure if this book would be finished if it weren’t for all our Skype sessions! THANK YOU <3
I’d also like to thank Toski Covey at Toski Covey Photography – Custom Design, and Sommer Stein at Perfect Pear Creative for another amazing cover! To my cover models, Mariah Jane and D.J Adkins – you are my perfect Demi and Brody, THANK YOU <3
And finally, to my amazing readers! Without you I wouldn’t be living this dream <3 THANK YOU <3
Begin Again has by far been my greatest challenge and it has been an incredibly tiring journey to write this story, both mentally and emotionally. I wrote it at a very difficult time in my life when I was experiencing so many changes.
Demi and Brody’s story was not an easy feat but I pushed through because my readers wanted their story. I hope it isn’t a disappointment, and that each and very reader who asked for, or more like demanded, I write this will fall in love with these characters.
No one can really explain what it takes to sit down and write a book – by the end you’re left exhausted, and stripped bare, and when you send it out into the world, you hope and pray that someone will love it as much as you do. I am very proud of this story and I feel I that Demi and Brody deserved having their book written.
Finally, I would like to thank the readers who demanded this story be written – I hope you love the hell out of it!
All my love,
Tamsyn
I collapsed on Brody’s chest, his heart racing right alongside mine. We were exhausted but it had been worth getting to that point. The sheets were gathered around my waist, covering us from my hips down, and the pillows were strewn across the room. The last streaks of sunlight shone across his muscular stomach, making him look like a God, basked in eternal sunlight. I looked up, resting my chin between his pectoral muscles, and found his half-lidded gaze fixed on me.
His dirty blonde hair was a mess, sticking up in every direction. He looked so damn sexy that way. I smiled and he wiped my hair from my sweaty forehead. “What?” I asked with a light, breathless giggle. Brody’s mouth tipped up into a lazy grin that made my insides do flip-flops. Not that it took much from him to solicit that response, or any response for that matter, from my body. He knew what got me going and that grin just happened to be one of those things.
“That was…incredible,” he murmured. “That thing you did with your hips was new.” I blushed and bit my lip. “I might have to do it again when you’re misbehavin’.”
“I might let you,” he sighed, looking content. “You look gorgeous like this.” His voice had that rich timber to it that made women want to rip off their own underwear and throw it at him. It made my insides quiver and I tried hard not to squeeze my thighs together in anticipation. He was still buried in deep and if I had to squeeze anything he’d be ready to go again. I needed rest so there was no need for me to stir the beast a fourth time.
I scrunched my nose. “I look gorgeous sweaty and out of breath?”
He chuckled and the vibrations bounced between us before crash landing at the spot where we were still connected. “Especially when you’re sweaty and out of breath.”
I slapped his chest playfully and he caught my wrist. “You just like getting me this way,” I said. “You’re a caveman.”
His lips brushed my pulse and my breath stuttered. I felt him stir between my legs and the sensations made me squirm.
“Only with you, baby,” he whispered. He licked his lips and without warning sat upright. His arms wrapped around my back and he shifted me forward so that we stayed joined. I felt him harden.
“Again?” I asked. I shouldn’t have been surprised though. Brody had more stamina than a raging Bull during mating season. He knew how to take pleasure from my body and he knew how to give it. The man was a talent in the sack and he knew it. He was also all mine.