Dustin looked around the homely sitting room. It was a good-sized room, with three sofas, a coffee table, a nicely carved wall unit that held knick-knacks, and a reasonably-sized television that was mounted on the wall. It was more than enough space for the two women, but add in six men all above six feet, then the room became a little claustrophobic.
He watched as Tazanna sat on one of the sofas, tucking her legs under herself. Jazmine was busy in the kitchen, preparing God knows what. He watched as Javier stood right next to her, his arm over her shoulders as he tried to console her. It seemed as if she was crashing from the adrenaline rush and it was causing her to be frightened.
Xander was perched on one of the sofa arms, his arms crossed as he kept his eyes fixed on their mate.
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