I've Been Waiting For You

Chapter 84

"Oh, shut up." Mitchell laughed when Markus whistled at him.

"You look good." Markus wrapped his arms around him, hazel eyes staring at him in the mirror. They flashed red for a second, but it happened so swiftly that he maybe he had seen wrong.

"Thanks."

Markus kissed him lightly on his neck before drawing back from him.

"I'm going to get dressed. I'll meet you downstairs."

"Why don't you get dressed in front of me?" Mitchell's hand trailed the tattoo on his body. The tattoo covered the whole right side of his body, disappearing beneath the towel. It looked sexy as hell, adding to his allure.

Markus gazed at him, then removed the towel from around his waist, dropping it to the floor. He twisted his body to pick up his underwear, slowly pulling it on. Mitchell's pulse pumped at this seductive display. He watched Markus put each clothing on, teasing him.

When Markus was fully dressed, Mitchell was impress that he was able to restrain himself.

He should have waited for him downstairs.

"Chris will follow behind us to the airport." Markus told him when they reached the living-room. The others were already waiting on them.

"Akri, you look very handsome. You're going to cause a distraction." Rayne said.

"Yes, very handsome." Calia said her head bobbing enthusiastically.

"Are you a Myna bird?" Gwyneira asked her sister. Calia stuck her tongue out at her.

Mitchell smiled at their banter but Rayne's words stuck in his head. He found himself staring at Markus, the way his clothes seemed to emphasize the built of his body. And that color he was wearing intensified his sexual appeal. He inhaled Markus's familiar scent. It hung in the room like a beacon, making his mouth water.

If Markus's scent was so vivid to him, then it had to be affecting the others tenfold.

"Chris, are you ready?" Markus asked.

"Yeah, I'm ready." Chris cleared his throat and got up from the couch, his eyes looking everywhere except at Markus. Chris glanced at him then walked briskly to the door.

He grabbed Markus's hand as they walked outside to his vehicle.

"Hey, Mitchell. Can you drive?"

"I can but I don't have a driver's license."

"Why don't you get a permit until then?" Markus asked unlocking the doors.

A sudden thought occurred to Mitchell. He adjusted his position in his seat. "How did you get permission for us to miss classes?"

"It's almost summer. We don't have any classes. Why stay in class and do nothing?" It was an answer but still evasive. Mitchell wondered how really powerful Markus was for them both to get a free pass from all their classes. He checked the side-view mirror and spotted Chris's blue jeep driving close behind them.

The SUV turned onto the main street, passing the Pine Crest sign. Markus turned on the radio. "What do you plan to do after graduation?"

"I'm not sure as yet."

"I want us to live together."

Markus slanted a glance at him but his eyes immediately went back to the road. Mitchell's head turned to look at him, eyes widening in surprise. How would that be possible? Would their parents be okay with them living together?

"Don't worry about our parents. They won't have a problem with it." He reached over to grab his hand, joining their hands.

The rest of the drive was filled with silence, but not an uncomfortable one. Almost an hour later, they reached the airport.

Both vehicles parked at the curb before they got out. They headed towards the entrance of the airport, bypassing rushing bodies.

Mitchell tried to ignore the stares aimed at Markus but he had to glare at a couple of people for their blatant ogling.

"Look, they're over there."

Mitchell glimpsed a couple standing with their backs to them.

"Mom, dad. How was your flight?"

He had to keep his mouth from hanging open when he finally saw Markus's parents in person. They looked like they belonged in a magazine.

They both stepped forward to give Markus a tight hug.

"It was good. I missed you." Markus's mom smiled, her hands caressing his face.

"I missed you too." Markus stepped back and wrapped an arm around his shoulders, pulling him closer. "I'd like you guys to meet Mitchell."

Melina looked at him with a soft smile. "Hello, Mitchell. It's nice to finally meet you. I'm Melina." She pulled him into a warm hug, surprising him.

"It's nice to meet you as well." Mitchell said returning her hug.

"This is my dad, Antonio."

Dark hazel eyes stared at him. "How are you doing?"

"I'm good, sir."

"Call me Antonio. Leave the sir for someone older." Antonio told him with a smile.

Mitchell blinked owlishly at him then glanced at Markus. Markus was a younger version of his dad minus the facial hair.

"Okay."

"Where are your bags?" Chris asked.

"Our bags are over there." Melina pointed to a pile of suitcases on a Baggage cart. "How are you doing Chris?"

"I'm good Mrs. Graves."

Chris pushed the cart out the doors and they loaded the luggage into the back of his jeep.

"How was your vacation?" Mitchell asked when they were settled in the vehicle.

"It was glorious." Melina then proceeded to tell him everything about their vacation. He was so immersed in her story that he was surprised when he saw the gates in the distance.

Markus drove through the gates with Chris right at his tail. The front door opened and the triplets along with Raven and Mavka appeared on the veranda.

"It seems we have more company than usual."