Free Black and White (Storm's Soldiers MC Book 1) by Paige Notaro

it.”
    This was rich. She was ashamed to be seen with me . Fuck, if only I had someone to share this irony with.
    We listed towards the front door. Another set of footsteps clipped down the side hall. I looked over and saw a tall black woman scowling her way towards me.
    “Well, who’ve we got here?” she asked, stopped in front of me. She had on thick heels that made her rise almost to my height. She sure had no issue looking me in the eyes. “Meagan, why you trying to sneak out your boy without introducing him?”
    “I wasn’t trying to sneak him out. He’s not my boy either.”
    “Well, alright, your toy then. You got a name?”
    Her words had spit out like bullets, and it took a second to see she was addressing me. “Vaughn.”
    She glazed me with an icy look that crept down to my jacket. Her gaze didn’t widen with shock, but it didn’t settle down either. Her puffy round crown of hair trembled when she looked up.
    To my great relief, no part of me found anything to like in her scrunched up features. No switch had been flipped inside me to make me into all black women. Meagan was something special.
    On second thought, that didn’t make the situation any better.
    “Well, nice meeting you Vaughn ,” she said. She shot Meagan another knife of a look, then slammed out the door ahead of us.
    “Sorry about that,” Meagan said, lacing her arm through mine. I hadn’t been unduly upset but, that light touch eased me completely.
    “I can handle some shit, don’t worry. She’s not your sister, right?”
    “No, no, no. She’s just a roommate.” Her smile cracked. “I have a brother, though.”
    “I see. Well, I’ll add that to my folder of knowledge about you.”
    “Great…”
    I opened the door for her. We marched out into the dim October sky. She turned the other way on the sidewalk. This was it for now.
    “I would like one more thing from you,” I said.
    “What’s that?” She turned back.
    “Your damn number.”
    She slapped her forehead and came marching back. “Yeah, you do kind of need that don’t you?”
    “I don’t need it. Just thought you might appreciate me not marching into that bar and taking you against a wall every time I want to see you.”
    Her sharp little laugh blew out into the trees. “That is actually surprisingly thoughtful of you.”
    “Is it?”
    “Is what?”
    “Is my thoughtfulness surprising?”
    She squirmed a bit and I liked that. “Isn’t that a biker credo? My way or the highway?”
    “Careful, girl. You don’t know much about me either.”
    Her brow bunched up, and she stared at me a while. It wasn’t quite the impact I wanted, but I liked it. It made me feel like I was more than what she could see.
    “Fair enough,” she said.
    She pulled out her phone and searched for her number. She was almost nestled into me, head bowed tapping at her screen. In the chill air, her heat was like a campfire, easy and warm. I had to still the urge to bend down into her, to sink my head into that dark gloss of hair.
    “Ok, here it is.”
    I pulled out my burner phone, clicked away from the texts and input her digits. Once she had me too, we pocketed them.
    “Well alright then,” she said. “I guess I’ll see you.”
    “You will.”
    It might have been the morning air, but she shivered a little. It took everything to not wrap myself around her one last time.
    No, not one last time. I’d be seeing her again as soon as I could.
    I’d never been more certain of anything in my life.

CHAPTER NINE
    Meagan
    All I wanted was to get home at a decent hour, so I could have an early morning free to study for my midterms. Oh I’d had plenty of fun the past days, but much as it had reminded me of the good things that came from working at a bar, that wasn’t a life plan.
    Unfortunately, Marissa and Kiara just would not let me be after I let slip that I’d been with Vaughn again.
    “ Vaughn, ” Kiara said as we were all clustered around the bar. She said it again like she