<em>~Mila, kisses kisses everywhere~</em><br/><br/>Mila could tell that Nicci was still not okay with kissing Marcus, and she sighed in relief when Mari stepped in.  It wasn't that she wanted Nicci to feel pressured, it was just that she wanted to make sure that the other woman understood that she had support no matter what she was feeling.  She kept her hand enclosed in Mari's, watching the exchange between the two women.  What happened next made Mila's breath catch; Mari leaned in and kissed Nicci in a way that was sensual and loving and supportive.  It was all of the emotion that each one of them felt, encapsulated in one kiss.  The beauty of the moment stole Mila's breath, and her only wish was that she could have been part of something so beautiful.<br/><br/>Nicci whispered words in Mari's ears that Mila could not hear, and Mila could only hope that the other woman was coming to terms with whatever was making her hesitate.  She understood, having gone through such a moment with Bo only moments before, and she felt compassion for the other woman.  As Mari sat back, Mila felt like she wasn't breathing; anxiety ate at her as she waited with bated breath to see what would happen next.<br/><br/>What happened was not what she expected.  Marcus stood and walked in the direction of the door, and Mila frowned.  He was leaving?  Had they done something to upset him?  But she barely had time to even have those thoughts before she blinked in surprise as he came down behind Nicole.  She was riveted as he talked to the other woman, commanding and supportive at the same time, reminding her that they were one.  And then he kissed her, his embrace dominating.  Mila sighed, relieved that things seemed to be working themselves out.  She hated the tense moments, the ones that left her stomach in knots.<br/><br/>Relaxing against the couch, she watched as Marcus strode back to his seat next to her.  She smiled at him and was turning to smile at Nicci when suddenly, his broad hand cupped her face, tilting it toward him.  His lips crashed down on hers, and Mila clenched Mari's hand tighter.  His kiss was different than the one she had given Bo, demanding and fast, but filled with heat.  She sat back when he let her go, her eyes wide, and brought her free hand to her lips, touching them gently.<em>Wow.</em>