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

mouth, holding his finger up as he chewed. Pax watched everyone else. They were all making the pan of food disappear. This was yet another reason he loved being onboard Lady Blue. The crew all made him feel so needed and welcomed.
    “We have to pick up some cargo on Lost Star Three and deliver it to End of the Line.”
    Tank whistled low. “That’s one hell of a haul. It’ll take us weeks to get that job done. I hope the pay is good.”
    Remy sat back, twining his fingers behind his head. “Ten thousand credits.”
    Pax heard forks hitting plates as they fell from fingers, his included. Ten thousand credits? Had he ever seen that much in his entire life? Hell no!
    “ Dayam .” Crank gasped. “Are they on the up-and-up?”
    Remy shrugged. “It’s someone called Imlay Jones. Krull said he was kosher. We won’t know until the job is done. Of course I demanded half upfront.”
    “We could get the parts our girl needs.” Livewire sounded giddy. “She needs a serious facelift.”
    “We can do more than that.” Remy grinned widely. “Hell, I could keep Gigi and Pax in groceries for a long while.”
    “Thank god,” Gigi said dramatically from beside Remy. “I’m tired of running out of what we need. Do you know what it’s like to cook a ham without a ham?”
    Pax stared at Gigi, wondering if the human would ever make sense to him. He felt like he needed a compass half the time to figure out where Gigi was going with his way of thinking. Pax knew he was the only one who never understood the man. They all got it. It was like a club or something—the we get Gigi club. Pax wasn’t a member.
    “What are we hauling?” Tank asked.
    “I don’t know,” Remy replied. “I was assured it was nothing illegal, and I made sure there was a clause in the contract that we could pull out without paying a cancelation fee if we decided we didn’t want to haul the cargo.”
    “Good plan,” Tank said. “So, when do we leave?”
    “I need at least one more day to get the lady ready for a flight that long,” Livewire said. “I’m still calibrating the pulse engines.”
    Remy chuckled. “I guess we leave tomorrow then.”
    “The day after that,” Gigi said, rather loudly. “We won the bet. We get a movie night. No work until tomorrow.”
    Pax bit his lips to keep his giggle from exploding from his lips when Remy rolled his eyes and hauled Gigi into his arms. Peals of laughter fell from Gigi as Remy carried him out of the mess hall and down the hallway toward the media room.
    “Why don’t you go watch the vid, little bird,” Colt said. “I’ll clean up these dishes.”
    “I’ll help,” Pax said quickly. “It will get done faster that way, and you won’t have to miss so much of the movie.”
    “Thank you, little bird.”
    Pax’s eyes widened, and he quickly looked down at his hands when he heard the rumble in Colt’s voice. It was the same voice Colt had used when he thanked him for the kiss. How was it possible for the man to have the same sexy timbre in his voice for two separate things?
    Pax grabbed the dishes closest to him and raced into the kitchen. He made sure no one was following him then stepped over to the pantry and into the cold storage locker. He was overheating—had to be the spices. Really.
    When he heard someone coming, Pax quickly stepped out of the cold storage locker and made his way back into the kitchen. He filled the sink with water and started scrubbing dishes. Maybe if he had his hands elbow deep in the water, no one would know the blush on his face came from embarrassment.
    Oh look, a pig flying outside the window .
    Colt chuckled and walked back into the mess hall to grab more dishes. Could his face get any redder? He was blue, for christ’s sake!
    Colt came back into the kitchen with the pan the food had been in full to the brim with dishes. The man knew how to use his brain and work smarter, not harder. Pax stepped aside as Colt submerged the filled pan into the sudsy water.