<em>~Mila in Mari's room~</em><br/><br/>Mila listened to Marcus' words, grinning at him.  "So basically, we<em>are</em>that obvious."  She smiled brightly, laughing huskily at Bo's shenanigans as Marcus nudged her leg.  She liked the familiarity, she realized as her face warmed.  She wanted more of it.<br/><br/>Looking at Bo and Nicci on Mari's bed, she thought about the two, and their relationship.  She would have pegged them as the first to share a kiss, and that had already happened.  And she pegged them, too, for the first to go further.  They were really into each other.  Hell, they were into each other so much that she wondered if the poly thing would even work out for them.  How would Nicci react if Bo kissed Mari in front of her?  How would Bo react the first time Marcus got sexual with Nicci?  She didn't want the experiment to fall apart because of jealousies, but she could see when she watched the bond between the two that the potential was there.  They made her feel less secure about her own place in the house, and instinct told her that Mari probably felt that way, too.  Especially now, with a man gone.  One of the women would always feel like a third wheel, and that woman was never going to be Nicole.<br/><br/>She turned her attention from them and back to Marcus, nodding at what he said.  "I hope you're right.  I'd like to see this work out.  I kind of need it to," she confessed.  She needed to feel like she belonged.<br/><br/>Mila glanced at Mari and held her hand out to the other woman, a silent invitation to join her and Marcus on the floor.  She looked again at Nicci and Bo.  A part of her wished this whole night would have turned out differently.  She knew she'd walk away from this evening feeling less hopeful than when she had started this day.  She had a lot to get off her chest, she realized, her throat tightening.  She had a feeling that the diary room would be a bit of a sanctuary for her.