Chapter 160

Scott had just sent a response to Todrick's mother about the Counsel reformation, when he heard the bathroom door open again. He'd wanted to get through at least one more email, so he'd have less to do later, but Mitch was quicker than he thought. Mitch had been in the bathroom for a little less than ten minutes, so Scott hadn't expected anything close to how Mitch walked out. Scott glanced over, his jaw literally dropping at the sight of Mitch in the lingerie they'd bought together, as well as a large button up shirt, with all the buttons open, and one side of the shirt hanging off of one of Mitch's shoulders. His hair was styled to the side as usual, but Scott could tell he had a little eye makeup on, in a very subtle way. Mitch smiled innocently at him, knowing he'd accomplished what he'd wanted to. "Alpha?" Scott's voice came out lower in pitch than he'd anticipated. "Mitch... What are you doing?" Mitch looked down at himself with a small smirk. "Nothing... What are you doing?" "I was trying to work." Mitch walked over toward the bed, and knelt onto it, before glancing up to meet Scott's eyes through his eyelashes in the most seductive way he could. "And how's that working out for you?" "It was working out just fine, until this exact moment in time." "Yeah?" Mitch bit his lip a little, fully aware of what he was doing. Scott checked Mitch out once, and then shook his head to turn back to his computer. "I need to finish this, Mitch." Mitch didn't let that faze him. "I think it can wait." "Mitchie, please? Just a few more emails. Avi is going to kill me." Mitch let out a small sigh, and pouted at Scott, revealing that he'd put on some form of lip gloss that Scott was unfamiliar with. "But... But... Alpha..." Scott moved back a little to lean on the headboard, and then he opened his arm toward Mitch. "Come here, baby." Mitch gladly crawled over to hug Scott sideways, putting one of his legs over Scott's. Scott adjusted the laptop onto his other leg, and put one arm around Mitch, and the other hand half on the laptop and half on Mitch's thigh, as Mitch's leg was across his thigh. Mitch grinned happily, now content. Scott smiled down at him, briefly kissing his forehead. "You're beautiful." "Thank you... This is your shirt, by the way." "I know." Scott paused to look down at Mitch's chest. "It looks better on you." Mitch grinned, and looked up to meet his eyes. "You're so sweet." Scott turned back to his computer, feeling much better now that Mitch was happy.