<em>~ Marcus back in his room after the group went their separate ways ~</em><br/><br/>Closing the door to his bedroom softly, Marcus leaned his hard body against it, letting the comforting feel of the wood support his weight.  It had been a long and trying night in many ways and five of them had survived it; five very different individuals, all coming to the island with the same purpose.  The loss of a member so soon had surprised him but they had rolled with the punches and moved forward in a big way, strengthening the group even more.  He hoped the others understood that and saw it with their own two eyes, especially after the intimate connections that had been made that night.  Just thinking about those kisses had his nerves tingling and his shaft hardening, causing a sigh to drift from his lips.  Mari, sweet sensual Mari, had met his expectations and exceeded them, her kiss nearly flooring him.  Nicci, beautiful Nicci, with her unlimited ability to love and care; she had surprised him a little with her insecurities but he supposed they all had them to some extent.  After all, his was the fear that his plan would not work.  There was no mistaking her sex appeal though or her loving attitude.  Her kiss to his cheek at the end had left a tingle there that wouldn’t fade away anytime soon.<br/><br/>As he pushed off the door, he thought of the last woman in their group.  Young innocent Mila, whose supple curves and genuine sweet smile drew his attention time after time.  In her he felt he’d made his first friend, someone he could trust and lean on and that was a huge thing to him.  It wasn’t anything they’d said so much as what they had done that caused him to feel that way and others would probably think him crazy for it.  He’d learned a long time ago to trust his gut instincts though and the way they’d laced hands together at dinner had said a lot to him.  Reaching the bathroom, he began to strip, wanting a quick shower before bed.  His thoughts moved to the other man in the group next and he thought about Bo.  He was more complex than Marcus had originally thought, bringing an interesting background - and all the related stress that comes with it - to the table but already he knew they could become friends.  They were simply too much alike in many ways, though they came from different lives entirely.<br/><br/>For the next few moments, Marcus pushed the rest of the group out of his mind and eased his stress and worries with the scorching spray of a hot shower.  When he was done, and fully dried, he returned to his room, heading for the desk.  Opening a drawer, he pulled out a cell phone and quickly dialed the number.  Angus answered on the first ring and a brief conversation ensued.  Hanging up the phone, Marcus moved to the bed and flopped down on it, sighing in relief.  As he had expected, plan B was in motion, Angus having taken the necessary steps to bring the alternate male member on board to replace Vince.  He would arrive in the morning and join the group; an event that Marcus was sure would be interesting.  Only he knew that the 5 were soon to be 6 again and he would have to work hard to not make his prior knowledge of that obvious.  For now, he could rest easy and with that thought in mind, he soon drifted off to sleep.<br/>