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

amazing.”
    Tommy took the necklace from my hands.
    “Hold your hair up,” he said.
    I reached back and grabbed a handful of my hair, pulling it back into a ponytail and exposing my neck for him. He wrapped the necklace around my neck and clasped it in the back, letting the medallion fall just above my cleavage.
    “It looks great on you,” he said.
    I smiled as I let my hair fall back down.
    “Thank you, Tommy,” I said, as I leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek.
    “You’re welcome, baby,” he responded. “Now what do you say we go for a ride to the mall and start that shopping spree? I’ve got plenty of room in my closet that you’re welcome to fill up.”
    I ran my fingers through his hair and then down his face, feeling his thick beard.
    “That sounds amazing,” I said.
    Tommy smiled and then began to get dressed. I stood up from the bed and walked to the other side of the room to check myself out in the mirror that was hung above the dresser. The shiny medallion swayed over my chest, reflecting the daylight coming from inside of the window.
    And as I admired the beautiful, silver emblem that hung on my neck, my life back home flashed into my mind. It had only been a few days since I had left, but my entire world was changing before my eyes. But I couldn’t leave it all behind without tying up some of my loose ends. There was one major thing that I needed to do before I completely committed to my life with Tommy.
    I need to call Justin...

Chapter 13
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    J ust twenty-four hours spent with Tommy and I had already lived more than I had in my entire life. I had gone from Bishop’s girlfriend to a young woman on the run, dabbling in illegal activities and wondering where my next adventure would take me.
    What are you getting yourself into, Chelsea? I asked myself, while Tommy was in the other room getting changed. Has this gone too far?
    I placed my hands on the edge of the dresser, causing the silver medallion that Tommy had just given me to swing forward away from my chest. It spun in circles, the polished outline of the skull reflecting the light of the room. I closed my eyes and took a long deep breath, a part of me thinking that when I opened them, I would wake up in my bedroom back home, still with Justin.
    This has to be a dream...
    After a few seconds, I opened my eyes. The medallion had stopped spinning and in the reflection of the mirror, I saw the engraved skull looking back at me. It was like a sign, telling me that I was on the right track in my life, despite my unsure feelings toward it.
    Still naked, I stepped away from the dresser, causing the medallion to fall to my chest, directly above my cleavage. The cold metal sent a chill down my spine.
    Well, this is it. I guess this is my life now...
    My gut was telling me one thing and one thing only: to leave my old life behind and start anew; become reborn. Throw away my past and my old life with my boring boyfriend and jump in with both feet into the unknown and dangerous life of being with a biker club leader. It was absolutely crazy and I knew that. It went against everything that I was raised to believe. My mother and sister would surely disapprove, but eventually they would understand. I decided that I would wait to call them, though, since there would plenty of time to break the news. But there was one person that I felt I needed closure with. I had one phone call to make before turning my back on where I was from. I had to call Justin and tell him it was over.
    Tommy was still in the other room. I heard some shuffling around as he got dressed and ready to take me out shopping to buy some new clothes, since the only attire I had was the dress I had worn to the bar with the night before.
    I took a long, deep breath and then stepped to the other side of the room, pulling my cell phone out of my purse.
    Here goes nothing...
    A wave of anxiety shot through me as I scrolled through my contact list and called Justin. I