<em>~After dinner drinks and screwing: Mila~</em><br/><br/>Mari and Mila had looked on the internet and decided to keep the drink choice simple, opting for a pitcher of mojitos and a pitcher of a variation they had found for ones flavored like strawberry.  Finishing up making them, Mila looked into Marisol's eyes.  She was filled with nervous energy, feeling fidgety.  This was such a big step for her, and the step was one that would make her dream for acceptance and family come true.<br/><br/>She smoothed her hands over the black dress (http://www.celebrityicing.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/black-summer-dress.jpeg) she had chosen.  Underneath it, she wore a black lace bra and matching panties (http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41puHhVIcxL.jpg), threaded through with traces of blue.  She'd left her hair (http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NRm37uZ-32E/TR4uTyOTJuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/JeJLPPKPCLY/s1600/Ashley-Greene-Long-Curly-Hairstyle.jpg) loose, hanging around her face and shoulders in waves.  She had been so nervous about how she looked, wanting everything to be perfect, but she'd run into Bo on the way down to dinner, and he'd been complimentary, easing her fears.  "My stomach is fluttery," she confessed with a wry little laugh as she glanced at Mari and then Nicci, who was at the microwave with a freshly-popped bag of popcorn.  Grabbing half the glasses for the drinks with one hand and one of the pitchers of mojitos in the other, she smiled at Mari and nodded.  "Ready?"<br/><br/>Following Nicci down the hall to the entertainment room, Mila hesitated outside the door for just a second.  Her stomach was more than fluttery; she felt as if there was a tennis match occurring inside it.  She needed to tamp down her insecurities, push away the thought that the men wouldn't like her, or that she wouldn't satisfy them.  She had spent time with all three of them today, a few stolen moments here and there, and all three had done nothing but reassured her that she was part of this group as much as anyone else.  And she, Nicci, and Mari had made a collective decision that there would be no pairings tonight.  Tonight, all three of them would have all three men.  They would start this right, as a family.  So she could do this.  She<em>needed</em>to do this.<br/><br/>Walking into the room, she glanced at each man, each person she was praying she was destined to love.  They were handsome, but there was more than that.  The people in the castle with her were special, and each one, in his or her own way, stole Mila's breath away.  They were vivid and intense and intelligent and provocative, and she found her heart so very open to loving each of them.<em>Blessed,</em>she thought.<em>I am blessed to have you five in my life.</em>