Stealing Blue by DP Denman

Author:DP Denman
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: lgbt, millionaire, vancouver, olderyounger, rockstar gay, youngerolder
Publisher: DP Denman

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The next morning, Blue stood in front of the mirror in the condo's master bathroom, brushing his hair, disbelief casting a surreal shimmer over the moment. It was odd to be in a room he'd shared for years and feel like an intruder.

He didn’t know what he and Brady were to each other anymore. He only knew what they weren’t. They weren't talking. They weren't living together. They weren't broken up because that required a conversation. Someone had to say the words.

He'd never considered their relationship fragile, yet there he was in a room he now thought of as Brady's, everything they'd shared drifting into the past, destroyed by a whisper of doubt.

Anger rippled through him, tightening his chest and pulling his hands into fists. He slapped Brady’s brush down on the counter and walked out of the bathroom before the urge to break something got away from him. He didn't have time to leave Brady a display of sheets torn from the bed and cracked mirrors to demonstrate his level of frustration.

Scoob's wedding started in an hour. The caterers were already setting up. Guests would start arriving downstairs soon.

Brady was noticeably absent, something that would make the day both easier and harder. He tried to see it as fortuitous. That was the right place for a fight, but the wrong time and he wouldn't be tempted to yell at a man who wasn't there. One who hadn't bothered to explain why.

Blue was partly to blame for the lack of explanation. He hadn't pressed for one when he’d texted Brady last night to remind him of the wedding. He'd offered Brady an out hoping to start some kind of conversation. Scoob and Kya weren't Brady's friends. He didn't need to be there if he didn't want to. Blue got a two-word reply: okay and thanks.

He'd spent the night wondering what Brady meant, unable to find the words to ask without it sounding like a hostile challenge. Was it thanks for the reminder or for giving him an excuse not to show up? Blue got his answer when he'd walked into an empty condo.

He stepped into the dark pants that went with his tan button-down shirt and reminded himself that Brady’s reason for avoiding the party didn’t matter. He could deal with it after the wedding.

Blue pushed open the master suite's double doors and walked down the hall toward the dining room. The caterers had moved the table aside to create more space for mingling, turning it into a buffet station. Warming trays were already set up for the reception.

The living room's couch and chairs were against walls and windows to continue the open flow through that half of the condo. They had to pack fifty people into it, preferably not shoulder-to-shoulder. They needed all the extra room they could get.

The condo's landline rang on the breakfast counter with the announcement that the valets were waiting downstairs. He hung up the phone and strode to the front door, stopping to put on his shoes.

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