Tommy: A Bad Boy Motorcycle Romance Read Online Free Page A

didn’t seem like they were there to have fun, like the rest of the people there.
    Don’t be a chicken, Chelsea. Just have some fun like everyone else. Those men are probably harmless. Plus, you’re a grown woman. I think you can handle yourself.
    I decided to go grab a quick drink to calm my nerves. I figured that a little bit of liquid courage couldn’t hurt anything. I made my way through the crowd and stepped up to the bar, trying to squeeze my way in. Luckily, the bartender noticed me immediately.
    He smiled when he saw me and I watched as he gave me a quick once over, looking at my breasts that were pouring out of my dress.
    “What’ll it be?” he asked.
    I shouted over the music, “Can I have a vodka tonic, please?”
    He nodded and then began pouring me the drink. I turned my back to the bar for a second and looked around again. The dance floor in the corner looked like a lot of fun and I immediately felt the urge to go dance.
    “Here’s your drink, lady,” the bartender said.
    I turned around and handed him some cash. Then I grabbed the drink and started making my way to the opposite side of the room, where the band and dance floor were.
    As soon as I got there, I noticed several people look over at me. I smiled awkwardly and luckily, they smiled back. I took a sip from my drink and then started to feel the music.
    It seemed like they were only playing country, but I didn’t mind. It was a country bar filled with country people. It would have been weird if they had been playing anything else.
    I started tapping my foot to the music and then pretty soon, I was swinging my hips. It wasn’t long before I felt a hand on my shoulder.
    “Can I have this dance?” a voice said, from behind me.
    I turned around to see an awkward-looking man, who was a bit shorter than myself. He was wearing glasses and a blue flannel shirt. He reminded me a little bit of Justin, if Justin were shorter.
    “Um, sure,” I said.
    He held out his hand and I took it. We started dancing to the music and he swung me around playfully. I couldn’t help but to chuckle. Even though I wasn’t attracted to him in the least, it still felt nice to be flirted with.
    As we danced, I glanced over to the corner of the building where the bikers were still hanging out. There was something about their presence that continued to draw my attention to them.
    I decided to ask the guy that I was dancing with if he knew anything about them.
    “Hey, do you know those guys?” I asked, shouting over the music.
    Then I nodded in the direction of the men. His face went from a look of joy to a look of concern, as soon as the words escaped my lips.
    “Yeah, everybody knows them,” he said. “They call themselves The Siblings Of Freedom. They have divisions all over the country, but this particular division in California is known to be especially dangerous. Everybody is afraid of them...even some of the cops.”
    My jaw dropped. I was hanging out in a bar with some of the most dangerous men in the state. Immediately, I glanced back at the group of men. This time, though, one of them looked up and locked eyes with me. I gave him a half smile and then looked away, completely intimidated by him.
    “So, are we done dancing then?” the man in front of me asked.
    I had been so enthralled by the bikers that I had stopped dancing completely and I was just standing there in the middle of the dance floor.
    “Yeah,” I said. “I think I’m going to take a break from dancing for a bit.”
    A confused and defeated look crossed the man’s face and then he turned around and disappeared into the crowd. I couldn’t help but to bring my gaze back to the biker who had spotted me. When I did, I noticed that his eyes were still locked onto me. I smiled again and tried not to look away this time. It was hard to tell because he was so far away, but I could have sworn that I saw a little smirk cross his lips.
    He may be dangerous, but he’s kind of cute.
    The man had