Tommy: A Bad Boy Motorcycle Romance

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for ourselves. You’ve taught me, through your actions and your attitude, that if you want something in life, you have to take it. The world will only go so far to give it to you and you have to go the rest of the way.”
    Tommy’s smile slowly.
    “I taught you all that?” he asked.
    I nodded in agreement.
    “That, and so much more,” I said.
    Tommy leaned forward and kissed me again, our naked bodies pressing against each other’s. He pulled away after a moment and said, “Let’s get out of here. I want you take you on a ride.”
    I smiled and then nodded.
    “That sounds great,” I said. “We should probably get dressed first, though.”
    Tommy chuckled.
    “Yeah, we might attract a lot of attention otherwise,” he said.
    Then we walked back into the house and slipped our clothes back on. As we got dressed, I asked, “So, where did you want to ride?”
    Tommy finished buttoning up his flannel shirt, hiding his muscular body once again.
    “Well, first things first, we’re going to go to the mall and get you some more clothes,” he said. “My girl deserves more than one dress. I’m buying you whatever you want.”
    I felt like jumping up and down like an excited schoolgirl.
    “But that’s not the only stop we’re making,” he said.
    I cocked my head to the side.
    “Well, where else are we going?” I asked.
    Tommy sat on the couch and slipped on his leather boots.

Chapter 15
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    “I want to take you to meet some of the guys,” he said. “I know you’ve seen a few of them, but they really want to meet you. It’s not often I talk about a girl the way I’ve talked about you and they’re all curious. They want to know what’s so special about you.”
    I sat on the couch next to Tommy, putting my arm around his waist and resting my head on his shoulder.
    “Well...what is so special about me?” I asked.
    Tommy kissed me on the forehead and breathed in, softly smelling my hair.
    “I wish there was an easy answer,” he said. “I can’t put my finger on it, but whatever it is, it’s one of a kind. I’ve been searching my whole life for you and I didn’t even realize it.”
    I squeezed Tommy tightly, smelling the cologne as it wafted off of his chest.
    “And I you,” I said. “And I you...”
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    ~And Chelsea and Tommy lived happily ever after. They spent their days living free, outside of the law and of any of the oppressions of society. They were true rebels; happy, free and not taking orders from anyone~

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