<em>- Bo in Mari's bedroom with the others - </em><br/><br/>Bo chuckled at Marcus' remark.  'Shenanigans' seemed to be the right word for it, but he was certainly enjoying his shenanigans with Nicci.  Though she did seem out of place on the bed now, and he wasn't too comfortable standing over the others himself.<br/><br/>He turned back to Nicci, smiling at the shy look she wore.  Smiling.  He seemed to be doing a lot of smiling lately.  It had been a while since he had been this relaxed around a group of people.  He wasn't sure if 'happy' was the right word, not just yet, but he certainly felt ... good.  Bo offered his hand to Nicci, enjoying the warmth of her palm as she slipped it into his grasp without hesitation.  Her touch bridged the space between his hand and chest in an instant, like an electrical current arcing through space.  The warm feeling settling deep within.  "Well, it seems the party's on the floor.  Shall we?" he offered, in a low voice.<br/><br/>As they settled on the hard floor across from the others, Nicci scooted so that her knees were almost touching Mari's, while Bo sat cross-legged beside her, across from Mila and Marcus.  His eyes settled first on Mari, her giggle having amplified his mood, "Yes, I'd say we hit the jackpot.  I feel lucky to be here."  The emotion he felt in those last words threatened to cover over the freshly unearthed playfulness, so he quickly spoke in a lighter tone, "Yes, I'd like to know too," his eyes shifting between the ladies, "which of us is your favorite?" He feigned a serious expression, with an open-handed gesture toward Marcus, "You won't hurt my feelings if you say it's Marcus.  We'll still know the truth."<br/><br/>