Tamsyn Bester - Precious Consequences

This book is dedicated to my mom, who has shown me the meaning of unconditional love and support.

I hope I make you proud.

I love you.

Tam

Id like to take this opportunity to say thank you to my friends and family for their support. I am so grateful for each of you and for what you all mean to me.

When I started writing Precious Consequences, I was terrified that I wouldnt be able to do my characters justice and give them the story they so rightly deserve. Im so in love with this story and the people who were created from it and I couldnt be more pleased with how it turned out.

To my amazing friends, brats and beta readers Toski Covey, Sommer Stein, Carrie Richardson-Horton, Jessica Carter, Lisa Sharley Serpa, Ena Burnette and Jessica Bowman Your support and encouragement has been invaluable and I cant thank you enough! Toski and Sommer once again, you girls brought my vision to life with another jaw dropping cover THANK YOU!

To my Brat, Amanda Bennett thank you for being an amazing friend and mentor. Beautifully Broken was the first Indie book I ever read and I had no idea that it would lead me here, almost a year later

Thank you to my editor, Eileen THANK YOU for doing such an amazing job with Precious Consequences and for being so eager to make it perfect!

Special thanks go to Michelle Davis Grad, who read through this book chapter by chapter as I wrote it and became as invested in Cameron and Hayleys story as I did. Girly, you have done so much to help me make this book the best it can possibly be, staying up with me until the early hours of the morning (South African time) and helping me when writers block got the better of me. I am so grateful!

To Ena Burnette and Enticing Journey Book Promotions a huge thank you for helping me promote Precious Consequences and for putting together my blog tour! You.Are.Awesome.

Lastly, I would like to thank the readers, and the bloggers who have shared my enthusiasm for this book and supported me by buying my first I owe so much to all of you! THANK YOU.

I hope you love this story as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Tam

~ Hayley ~

I couldn't pretend that my life hadn't changed. But I also couldn't bring myself to regret the irrevocable consequences that forever changed me. I learned the true meaning of selflessness and what it meant to love someone so much you'd give up everything for them. I finally understood what it meant to sacrifice your own heart, just to allow another to beat.

One night.

One stupid decision.

And the most precious of consequences.

~ August, 2013 ~

~ Hayley ~

Hayley, sweetheart, youre going to be late! my grandmother calls up the stairs. Of course, I know this, but try explaining the concept of time to a two year old. Ari wriggles in my grasp, trying to crawl away from me while I pull a little pink sundress over her head.

Just a sec, Gama, I shout back. Aris being difficult.

I smile down at my daughters face and her answering giggle makes my heart flip. Whats so funny, monkey pants? I ask teasingly. You like giving me a hard time, dont you? Her brown eyes brighten at the sound of my voice and she giggles again, waving her little fingers in the air. Until five minutes ago, I was nervous about today, but somehow Ari and her silliness have managed to ease my anxiety. Its the first day Ill be without her since she was born and as much as Im dreading it, I know its time for me to restart the future I put on hold when I found out I was pregnant. Most girls my age wouldve given their baby up for adoption, knowing theyre not ready to be a mother at the tender age of seventeen. But Im not one of those girls. Despite the circumstances surrounding the untimely conception of my daughter, I made the choice to live with the consequences of my actions and refused to regret a single moment of my life. Looking at the little face that so closely resembles mine; I find it impossible to wish that my situation was any different.

Okay, Princess Ari, I say, slipping a pair of soft, white shoes onto Aris feet. Lets get going before mommys late for school. I stand up, lifting Ari onto my hip and grab her bag. I make sure she has everything shell need before heading downstairs and into the kitchen.

There are my beautiful girls, my grandmother chimes. She smiles at us and her eyes wrinkle at the sides. If I didnt know any better Id think she was a normal old lady, but underneath that facade is whole lot of batshit crazy. Not that I mind. My grandmother has been my rock, my best friend and the only support Ive had over the last two years. Without her, I have no idea where Ari and I would be.

Are you ready for your first day of daycare, Arianna? my grandmother coos. She closes the distance between us, reaching for Ari, and I let her go. Gama, Ari squeals delightfully. She mumbles something incoherently and I stifle a laugh when my grandmother responds as if theyre having a normal conversation. I leave the kitchen to grab my school bag, stopping in the hallway when I see a framed picture of my parents hanging on the wall. My father looks younger, happier, and my mother has the same sour expression on her face that I got used to seeing. Part of me misses them, but I push those feelings away quicker than they surface. They have no place in my life, especially after how I left things when I moved away during my senior year of high school. I shake my head, as if it will clear the past from my mind, and take my school bag from the bottom of the stairs. Its my first day of college but Im more nervous about Aris first day of daycare.

Hayley Tanner, if you dont hurry your ass up, youre going to be late for school, my grandmother chides behind me. Ari slips past her and comes running down the hallway, jumping straight into my arms.

Huwwy you ass up, momma. she says.

Arianna, dont say ass, I reply sternly, giving my grandmother a look. If were not careful, Ari repeats everything we say, including the occasional cuss word my grandmother lets slip when shes mad.

Sowwy momma. Ari ducks her head into my shoulder. I kiss her head of brown curls and inhale her sweet scent. Its one of the most comforting things about this little miracle, the way she smells and the way she fits into my arms so perfectly. We say goodbye to my grandmother and as soon as I start the quick drive to Aris new daycare center, she starts singing in the backseat. I watch her in the mirror as her little voice fills the car. Her happiness is infectious, and when her face lights up with hope and love, its easy to forget how she got here. But I will never forget. Its a night that changed my life forever and a night Im not sure I can bring myself to regret

~ 2 years ago, December 2011, Senior year ~

I walk into the palatial mansion and immediately feel out of place. There are people filling every open area I can see. Some stand around talking, their blue cups filled with cheap beer, while others gyrate against each other to the rhythm of the music. I can feel the vibration of the music in my chest as it travels through the crowd in waves. I shouldnt be here, and my mind wont stop telling me to leave. But I cant. I push my way through the mob of hot, sweaty bodies until Im standing in the living room. Heads bob up and down as a new, faster song starts to play through the speakers. Looking around, I notice how the guys in the room eye my body with appreciation, no doubt after hearing the rumors that have surfaced at school. The girls, on the other hand, look at me with disgust, muttering the word slut and whore under their breaths. Theyre half right. But I dont owe them an explanation for my lewd behavior. I dont owe