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spoke about Wyatt and Riley's relationship in front of them. He was candid, yet he used language that some probably would have shyed away from using with someone they'd just met. Elijah was sort of the type that didn't really understand social cues. But he meant well.
     
    Apparently, Wyatt and Riley were the big on and off couple in the house. Although when Amiira probed both of them separately, regarding information about this accusation, neither one of them actually confirmed nor denied it.
     
    But the longer that Amiira sat in their company, the drinks freely flowing and everybody laughing and joking, she could definitely see that there was something present between Wyatt and Riley. She liked the both of them almost instantly and without knowing too much information, thought the idea of them together was rather cute.
     
    The one person who she hadn't really had any alone time with was Kian. Which was probably more her doing than his. He'd joined the group and they'd had mutual conversation, and even though she was feeling incredibly more relaxed than she had been upon initially meeting him and being struck with his enthralling demeanor, something deep down inside of her told her she'd probably keep all of their interactions, at least for the night, to a minimum.
     
    All in all, her new weekend roomies seemed to gel and click nicely. She felt like she was a welcomed addition and that the dynamics of the house were definitely light and positive.
     
    Amiira sat on the expansive patio in the backyard, having just been left by Riley, who'd retired for the night. Amiira could hear Wyatt and Elijah playing some type of video game through the partially shut sliding glass door as Wyatt made some comment to Riley that Amira couldn't quite make out because of the roaring and tumbling sounds of the waves that where crashing against the shore, a short distance away. She smiled to herself and took a sip of her drink, which was probably her third or fourth, she'd lost track, and thought of how pleased she was that she'd made this decision.
     
    Amiira breathed in the night's cool air, latent with salt and moisture as she tried to make out the tops of the waves in the clear crisp darkness of the night. She pulled her loose gray sweater, that she had went up to her room to retrieve earlier in the night, around her shoulders as she crossed her arms closely around her. She eyed the two oversized hammocks off to the side of the deck, which hung between a patch of tall palm trees. They moved briefly as a stronger gust of wind toppled over the area.
     
    She briefly contemplated walking over to lie down in one, but knew that she was feeling far too relaxed and that she'd probably end up falling asleep without meaning to. Her phone buzzed in the pocket of her sweater and she quickly retrieved it as she gazed at the text message. She rolled her eyes as she saw that it was Eli. She didn't even bother reading it all the way through before she re-pocketed her phone and took another sip of her delicious drink. Whatever he had to say, she wasn't in the mood to hear. She was in too good of a mood and was too relaxed to let him have any bearing on her current mentality, especially on her first night.
     
    Amiira's thoughts that had involuntarily drifted towards her former lover were quickly interrupted when she heard the faint sound of approaching footsteps. She turned her head to the sound and saw Kian strolling in a leisurely pace towards her. The phenomenon that she experienced in her stomach was essentially akin to butterflies, but more aptly, felt like the size of birds.
     
    Amiira offered him a pleasant expression once she'd gotten over the initial surprise of seeing him.
     
    “You look deep in thought,” Kian offered once he had made his way over to her, he casually slipped his hands into his jean pockets. Amiira noted the slight flexing of the tendons in his forearms at the movement. She got a better look at his tattoo for a moment