“Jesus Christ Ky, my virgin ears don’t have to hear that,” Josh taunted from beside me.
“Virgin my ass,” Ashlyn muttered, and I couldn’t help but notice the frown creasing her brow. What was going on there?
“I have offered Tori my apartment until she finds her own place,” Ky announced, his arm falling around my shoulders. He never ceased to amaze me.
“God I love you!” I sighed and kissed him within an inch of my life and I didn’t care that we had an audience.
My afternoon was spent with my favorite people in my new home. Ashlyn and Tori were set on talking about the decorating we would have to do. They suggested colors and when Ky informed them of his idea for a nursery, I thought Tori’s head would fly off her shoulders. Josh and Ky had been quietly watching as my two best friends' excitement grew by the second. I let them run with all of the crazy ideas they had. We had no furniture and no electricity, but I couldn’t be happier.
Once night fell, Ashlyn, Josh, and Tori left, leaving Ky, me, and a bunch of candles. It was the most romantic scene of my life. I lay in his arms, my body humming from the unbelievable sex we had and my life flashed before me.
Then and now.
Before Jeremy and after Jeremy.
With Ky and without Ky.
I slipped out of Ky’s arms as the first sign of morning fell into the room. I needed a moment alone to allow everything to sink in. I found his shirt and glided it over my naked body and silently plodded out of the room.
My life hadn’t been easy; there were times when I struggled to remember to breathe. But through tragedy came a new beginning. They say that the toughest things happened to those who the universe believed could handle it. I never imagined I could handle what I was dealt, but I had come to accept it. I had come to live with it, and I had come to survive it.
Any time I felt myself slip back into my nightmares I would think of this exact moment.
Right here.
I made my way back to what would be the bedroom I shared with the love of my life and leaned on the doorframe. I relished in the silence and the sight before me. Ky lay where I left him with a smile playing on his face and the sheet sitting low on his hips. He was the epitome of perfection, and he was all mine.
Ky Crawford continued to surprise me. He saved me with every breath and provided me with a love I never knew I craved. Every single day he encouraged me to peel back another layer of myself, and he handed me the sledgehammer to destroy the final wall that I had been trapped behind for so many years.
I wasn’t living until Ky Crawford came into my life but now I was flying sky high.
Finally happiness, contentment, and safety were mine.
I might have been his December.
But we would be each other’s forever.
THE END
Firstly I would like to thank you.
Thank you for taking the time to read my words, for your messages and emails, and spreading the word. I wouldn’t be sitting here, writing my fourth set of acknowledgements without you. You have enabled me to live my dreams and for that I am forever indebted to you!
My family for putting up with my crazy writing hours, for listening to me talk about characters like they are real people and for always encouraging me and supporting every decision I’ve ever made. You are my life.
To the greatest bunch of women I could have met. I am so thankful that this crazy book world has allowed me to meet some of the best friends I could ask for; Callie, Pepper, Nina, Jani, Tina, Ker, Ella, Kristi, Mo, Aly and Chantal. Your support, your words of encouragement, your awesomeness makes every day so much more amazing.
Lyra Parish – Critique queen. Thank you for going through Be My December with a fine tooth comb and making me ‘unclad’ it! Your patience, attention to detail and love of Ky and Eden makes my heart swell and I am so happy to call you my friend. Thank you for everything and just so you know it’s… Victoria’s Secret.
Lili St Germain – You rock lady! Thank you for our chats, our laughs, your support and your encouragement to dream. Your friendship means the world to me. Is it time for Bourbon yet?
Kendall Ryan – I love you. Thank you for your friendship and support. We connected from day one and my love and respect for you knows no bounds. See you in 2015! #Kenchell
The Bombshells – my amazingly awesome street team. Thank you for the constant support, the laughs, encouragement and the visual inspiration! I could not do this without you all. You make me laugh, you create calm when I am working to deadlines, and you send me photos of Henry Cavill… what more could I ask for? #BombshellsForLife.
Ari from Cover It Designs – your ability to climb into my mind and pull out every idea I have for the perfect cover is phenomenal. Thank you for creating this beautiful cover. I cannot thank you enough.
Jen from Editing4Indies – thank you for making my words shine and for sticking with me. We did it! We really did it!
Max from Max Effect Formatting – You have made my words beautiful and I cannot wait to hold this book in my hands. Thank you!
Rose and Atalia from Forever Me Romance – Ladies, you absolutely rock. Thank you for taking Be My December and creating an amazing release day for Ky and Eden. I absolutely adore you both and couldn’t have done it with you.
Melanie from Book Empire Promotions – Thank you for your friendship and always being around when I need a chat. The release party for Be My December is going to rock and it’s because of you. Thank you!
To my amazing beta babes; Derna, Wendy, Sam, Kristine, Kellie, and Lydia, thank you for taking Ky and Eden in their roughest form and seeing the story I wanted to show. Your words and encouragement made the story what it is today and I am so happy that you fell in love with them as much as me.
To every single blogger, reader and author that has connected with me, shared my links, liked my page, sent me a message or said a simple hello, THANK YOU!!!!
Rachel Brookes lives on the east coast of Australia where beaches, kangaroos and surfers roam free. Writing angst ridden love stories with a pinch of craziness, a dash of drama, a cup of romance, a spoonful of sexiness and delicious men to season is what she loves to do. Rachel sometimes forgets to eat, sometimes forgets to sleep and sometimes can’t remember the last time she cleaned her apartment but that’s because she is in a long term relationship with her laptop. When she does step away from her laptop, she spends her time with her amazing family or attached to her kindle catching up with all of her favorite book boyfriends.
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