Glenn, Stormy and Hagen, Lynn - Pax's Blues [Lady Blue Crew 2] (Siren Publishing Classic ManLove) by Lynn Hagen Stormy Glenn Read Free Book Online Page B

with laughter. Pax frowned and buried his face back in Colt’s neck. He should have just kept his mouth shut. Pax tried really hard to keep it from his mate, but now Colt knew he was dumb as a rock.
    “Oh, you’re wonderful, Pax. I haven’t laughed this much in years.”
    “So glad I could help,” Pax mumbled. He squeezed his eyes shut to keep his tears at bay. His heart ached, and his head began to throb. It just wasn’t fair. He finally found someone that seemed to want him just for him, and yet Colt laughed at him.
    Pax tentatively reached up and wiped his eyes so that Colt wouldn’t see the tears that were about to fall. Maybe he was asking too much. He had done a lot of bad things in his life. Maybe this was all he could hope for.
    Colt seemed to like him. The man certainly wanted him. Maybe accepting that fact that everyone thought he was odd was all he would ever get. At least Colt wanted him around. Pax pressed his lips together and resolved to keep his feelings of inadequacy to himself.
    He would take what was being given to him and learn to push his desire for more aside. So what if Colt thought he was odd? So what if he didn’t understand everyone? So what if Colt didn’t really love him for who he was? At least he was wanted. He’d just have to remember to be what everyone wanted him to be and keep his true self hidden.
    Keeping his identity wasn’t worth losing Colt.

    * * * *

    Colt had felt the mood change in his mate and couldn’t understand for the life of him why it happened. They were having a good time in the back of the shuttle with great conversation and laughter. Hell, he even lavished his mate with compliments. So why was Pax so saddened now?
    They walked to the desk inside the Mineral Springs Spa, Colt taking the lead. “I have a reservation for Colt Walking Cloud and Paxton Chambers,” Colt said as he strummed his fingers on the counter. Pax stood to his left and slightly behind him, his mate’s eyes wide as he looked around at the spa.
    “Your room is ready, sirs. It’s right down the corridor, the last door on the left.” The concierge smiled at Colt. “Just press your thumb here.”
    He handed Colt a touch pad. Colt pressed his thumb onto the pad, watching information scroll down, and then a green light appeared.
    “You’re all set. Just press your thumb on the door panel in the corridor, and it should open for you. I hope you enjoy your treatment.” The concierge once again smiled brightly as Colt thanked him and grabbed Pax’s hand.
    “Come on, little bird. Let the spoiling begin.” Colt chuckled when it took twice as long to get to their room. Pax was stopping every few feet to explore one thing or another. Ohs and ahs were escaping his little bird’s lips as he touched various objects decorating the hallway or stared out of the large glass panels at the scenery outside. Colt had forgotten how ethereal the landscape here really was.
    Colt didn’t raise one complaint as his mate yanked at his hand again, wandering off to poke at a rare plant. It was refreshing to see the world through his mate’s innocent eyes. For too long Colt had looked through jaded eyes, not really seeing the beauty in things any longer. Pax was changing that for him. His mate was breathing new life into stale lungs, and Colt realized how much he loved Pax for that one small feat alone.
    “I’m sorry.” Pax suddenly stopped and looked up at Colt as if he just realized the shifter was attached to his hand. “I don’t mean to delay us.”
    “Don’t apologize, little bird. I’m having a great time.” And he was. He was speaking the god’s honest truth. Colt wouldn’t trade this small amount of time basking in Pax’s wonderment for anything in the galaxy.
    Pax twisted his lips up as his brows lowered. “I’ll believe you like I believe my eyes when Gigi’s ham flies outside the porthole window.”
    Colt roared with laughter at his mate’s indignant look. Things were definitely never