Free Tommy: A Bad Boy Motorcycle Romance by R.S. Wallace Page A

night that I wasn’t on birth control...
    I decided that I wouldn’t bring it up right then, though. There was really no point. What was done was done and I had decided to just remind him next time to pull out.
    Tommy smiled at me and then motioned for me to come closer. I laid next to his body, feeling the heat as it radiated off of him. He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me close, bringing my face to his chest.
    As we cuddled, I slowly traced his tattoos with my fingers, trying to figure out what each one of them meant.
    “Tommy,” I said. “When am I going to find out who you are?”
    Tommy brought his hand to the back of my head and gently stroked my hair.
    “What are you talking about, Chelsea?” he asked. “You know who I am.”
    I looked up at him and playfully rolled my eyes.
    “You know what I mean,” I said.
    Tommy chuckled and then brought his hand to my shoulder, pulling me gently against him.
    “We have all the time in the world,” he said. “You’ll get to know me.”
    All the time in the world?
    I had only known Tommy for a day. My entire life was in Utah. My sister, mom and Justin were probably all wondering where I was and here was Tommy, already talking as though I wasn’t ever going to leave.
    “Tommy, I don’t want to leave,” I said. “But there’s stuff that I need to take care of at home first.”
    Tommy nodded in agreement.
    “I totally understand that,” he said. “But that’s what phones are for. And you can’t leave right now anyway, because I know a certain girl who’s going on a shopping spree tonight.”
    Then he leaned forward and kissing the top of my head, before continuing.
    “I don’t want you to go home, Chelsea,” he said. “You’re the best thing that has ever come into my life and I need you here.”
    I smiled as I closed my eyes, relaxing on his chest. He was the best thing that had ever happened to me as well and as much as I hated to admit it, I needed him too.
    “Well, I can’t make any promises yet,” I said. “I need to make some phone calls and see what the hell is going on back at home before I agree to staying here.”
    Tommy gently stroked my back as I spoke.
    “Fair enough,” he responded. “I have a gift for you, by the way.”
    Tommy then sat up on the bed and walked across the room to the dresser. He opened the top drawer and pulled out a small box.
    “I’ve been waiting years for the right person to come along,” he said.
    Oh, God...
    “Tommy, no, it’s too soon,” I said. “I don’t even know you. We can’t get married.”
    Tommy wrinkled his eyebrows and looked at me like I was a crazy person.
    “Are you insane?” he asked. “This isn’t a wedding ring, silly.”
    Relieved, I sat on the edge of the bed. Tommy handed me the box and I began to open it. A feeling of excitement came into me and I suddenly felt like a little kid on Christmas morning.
    I pulled off the top of the box and set it next to me on the bed. Inside was a small, silver necklace with a medallion on it. It looked similar to the one that Tommy wore around his neck.
    “For me?” I asked.
    Tommy nodded.
    “That’s not a member medallion,” he said. “It’s a female’s medallion. Each member gets one to give to one girl and one girl only. I haven’t met anyone thus far that I felt deserved it. And then I met you.”
    I pulled the necklace out of the box and held the medallion in the air. It was adorned with the same skull emblem that was embroidered on Tommy’s and the rest of the gang’s jackets. It felt heavy in my hand.
    “You’re my girl now,” Tommy said. “And that means you’ll never have to worry about anything, ever again. You’re safe with me and I’m committed to you.”
    A tingle shot through my body. In all of my years with Justin, he still wouldn’t commit to me over his church. And here was Tommy, telling me that he would be my man after only knowing me for one day.
    “Tommy,” I said, as my face blushed. “You’re