Black and Blue: BWWM Romance Read Online Free

the time, I just didn’t want to pass out.
    “Oh it's nothing...can’t have you dying on me. I need you to help me study.” He laughed but I didn’t find anything funny. “Sorry...I have a sarcastic sense of humor.”
    “I noticed.” I had to be nicer to people. I was often called a bitch for my seriousness but my type A personality was more of a recessive gene than something I had an option in acquiring. It was also my defense mechanism. If I was mean, people were less likely to laugh or make fun of me or at least that's what I told myself growing up.
    “Wow...you're shaking.” He captured my hand in his, holding it to try to ease my shaking.
    “I need to get home.” This only made me more nervous; him and me in the middle of the sidewalk, holding hands with our eyes locked on each other.
    “There is a little coffee shop up here. Why don’t we go in and get you calmed down.” He said it so calmly as if he didn’t just beat the shit out of a guy.
    “Sure...that’s cool.” My back pocket was buzzing from Joe still trying to get some. I knew he just missed me and wanted to come over but I was done; no more revolving doors. Instead I was walking with Brian, his tall muscular frame towering over me as we walked down the street.
    “Glad you forgot that damn book at class,” he said maneuvering his computer bag over his shoulder. “I would have been pissed if my study partner got hurt on the first day.”
    “Oh yeah...why so you can’t get the chapter notes?”
    “Of course...chapter notes are life.” he said it with a snap and I laughed for the first time since the run in.
    “There ya go. I knew I could make you laugh somehow,” he said as we made it to the coffee shop. He was the perfect gentleman, pulling the door open and letting me inside. “Now let’s see if I can get some more laughs out of you.” I walked in and I don’t know why but something more than laughs crossed my mind. What if I gave you more than a smile Mr. McGwire? I thought it but I didn’t dare say it as I stepped into the shop. A white boy and me had never happened. But there was a first time for everything.

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    I knew we were in the coffee shop for hours but the time went by so quickly, it felt like minutes.
    We were having the times of our lives, books open with highlighters going wild, and Brian making jokes although the staff didn’t seem that happy. Finally, when the baristas started mopping near our table, we got the hint that we needed to leave.
    “Well Mr. McGwire, if you type out your notes and send them to me, and vice versa, then I think we will be covered for the last class.” I said as we spilled out into the night.
    “Nope, you first. You aren’t gonna steal my notes.” I laughed, playing off our now running joke that the robber really wanted my notes and not my phone. Things were funnier now but a few hours ago I didn’t even understand his sarcasm. Now, as we stood on the street, I was actually enjoying his morbid humor.
    “Well, it's getting late. I have a lecture in the morning.” I told him as I looked at my watch.
    “Where do you live?” His voice was different. All the sarcasm from earlier was gone. He was smoother now, sounding more concerned.
    “Up the street, in that brown building.” I pointed a few blocks up the street from where we stood.
    “A loft?” he asked and I nodded pulling my hand away, slowly brushing past his arm.
    It seemed like we had invaded each other’s space a lot tonight. A touch here or there and maybe it was nothing but it seemed like he kept putting his hands on me in some kind of way. I didn’t feel violated, in fact, it turned me on but I wasn’t sure if he was friendly or really into me.
    “Oh...that isn’t far. Let me walk you home. My car is all the way in the garage on the other side of the school anyway.”
    “No...I can’t have you doing that. I’ll just walk down the main street instead of on this side street. I should have known better anyway.”