"Fucking hell."

I woke up in my bedroom lying on top of my comforter. The waistband of my pants was uncomfortably digging into the spot around my knees and my dick was hanging out in the breeze. I raised my hand to wipe the hair stuck to my forehead and stopped when something about it didn't feel right.

"What the shit is this?" I opened my eyes and grumbled as I studied the white crunchy residue on my skin. It looked like I had stuck my hand in glue and let it dry. My palm was completely crusted over with what I assumed was my misadventures from the previous night.

At least it was still in my hand. There were much worse places I could have left it.

I clutched at my head with my clean hand and cursed again when a sharp pain radiated throughout the side near my temple and down the back of my neck. It was like tiny slivers of glass were rattling around while they sliced at my skull. All my senses were on overdrive. The lights were off, but my room was still too bright and the smells were churning my empty stomach.

What the hell happened to me last night?

I tried to sit up and the back of my hand brushed something hard next to me. It felt like my phone.

I reached over to grab it to check to see if Riley texted me at all last night. I expected to see my all-black case and was utterly confused when there was a dark green one in my hand instead. At first, I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me until I realized it wasn't even the same phone model.

Somehow, I had magically inherited someone else's phone while I was blacked out.

The phone battery was dead and I couldn't turn it on to be sure who it belonged to. Since the case wasn't pink or purple and covered in rhinestones, I was pretty sure it didn't belong to a girl.

Even though it wasn't mine, it still didn't stop me from marking it last night.

The dark screen was covered with more of my cum than my hand was. I wasn't sure how I managed the impressive feat, but at least I must have had a good time doing it.

It took my tired brain another minute of staring at the mucky thing to register that I knew exactly who I had stolen it from. It was Aiden's phone. He was the only person with a case like this that I knew. I still wasn't sure how I ended up with it, but I knew I probably should give it back.

There was a one and a half percent chance I might even wash it off before I did.

When I finally got my bearings, I stood up and pulled my pants back where they belonged. I almost pissed myself when something started buzzing under my toes.

That solved the mystery of where my phone ended up.

Riley's name popped up on the screen, but that wasn't what caught my eye. The time on my phone said 5:00 PM before it faded to a black screen. I bent down and picked up the phone to double check to be sure. The screen lit up again and I watched it change to 5:01 PM.

Fuck me.

I had slept all day and barely had time to get ready for tonight's gig. I had to be there in twenty-nine minutes for the soundcheck. None of my gear was even packed and I needed to light a match and set myself on fire to get rid of the stench clinging to my body.

Shit.

I flung open my door and ran out into the hallway as I unlocked my phone to send Riley a quick text back. The camera roll came up and I started to swipe it off the screen until I heard the sound of my girl moaning loudly over the speaker. The volume was up as high as it could go and the sound bounced off every dark corner of the hallway.

The screen had my complete attention. I couldn't peel my eyes away or even blink.

The video quality was terrible, but it was a recording of Aiden's phone propped up on my nightstand. I had positioned my phone near his to record the screen while I was very clearly jerking off to the gorgeous blond with her legs spread wide open for the camera. Riley was wearing light pink panties and had the thin fabric pushed to the side while she rubbed her needy little clit.

"Ezra." She moaned my name as she slipped a finger inside herself.

"Good girl, now stick your finger in your mouth and tell me how you taste." My deep voice boomed over the speaker as I panted and groaned.

Riley pulled her finger from deep inside her pussy and stuck it in between her beautiful full lips. She sucked on that finger like it was her last meal. She licked it clean for me, just like I told her to.

My mouth was hanging open as I watched her perform. She was so fucking dirty and I didn't remember any of it at all. It was a terrible time to lose my memory.

"So good." Riley moaned as her mischievous green eyes stared directly into the camera.

The door to JD's room opened next to me and he stepped into the hallway. He froze as he glanced down towards my phone. I killed the video right as Riley let out another sexy little whimper. I hit the delete button and fumbled around, trying to get rid of the video evidence as fast as I could.

JD gave me an odd look and turned his head up and down the hall like he was searching for something.

"Is Riley here?" He asked.

"No, just me." My voice cracked like a prepubescent little boy.

"Huh." JD looked around again as he closed his door behind him. "I could have sworn I heard her voice a second ago."

"Guess you're just hearing things." I cleared my throat, pretending to loosen up some phlegm.

"I must be losing it. Anyway, what were you just watching? It must have been good. Your eyes were popping out of your head." JD was leaning into my space, trying to sneak a peek. I shoved my phone back into my pocket as fast as humanly possible.

"Just something Mia sent me last night. Hey, I'd love to hang out, but I have to grab my gear for the show. I'm running late." I started down the hall to try to get out of the most awkward situation I had ever been in. I couldn't even imagine how horrific the crime scene photos would be if JD had caught me watching his little sister moan my name as she desperately fucked herself with her fingers.

"Yeah, me too," JD said, tailing me.

"Fuck." I cursed under my breath as he followed me down the stairs. The basement seemed like the most logical place to go because it was the furthest place in the house from JD.

I should have headed towards the shower first instead. He would have been far less likely to join me in the bathroom.

I paused briefly at the kitchen sink to scrub my hands off and then jogged down the stairs to grab my equipment.

I went into frenzy mode and made a mad dash around the basement to collect my things. If I could get packed quickly, I could limit the alone time with JD and use my need for a shower as an excuse to get away from him.

I began running through the checklist in my head of everything that I would need for the show. I mentally marked the items off one by one until they were all accounted for. It wasn't a ton of stuff, but I still felt like I was forgetting something.

Guitar cables. That was it.

I grabbed two extra-long guitar cords and began coiling them around my arm in case my wireless cut out on me again. Luck hadn't been on my side lately and Bannon's didn't have spares readily available. It would be hard for the band to play the set without a guitarist.

As I finished the last few wraps of the second cord, JD popped over to me and offered to hold my bag open while I put them inside. I threw them inside and topped the bag off with a small plastic box of assorted picks that I thought I might need. Until the soundcheck, I wouldn't know which style would be the right fit for tonight. It would be better to have a few options.

Sweat started dripping from my forehead and body as I began detoxing from last night. I could smell the alcohol seeping out of my pores. I pushed my hair back off my face and stretched my body out. This gig had better pan out for us tonight and bring in the cash because I wasn't feeling it at all.

I would rather spend the night with Riley than be up on the stage, playing for a crowd who had no idea who our band even was.

Fuck, I missed that girl.

JD stood in front of me, staring at the wall like something was on his mind. He hadn't said more than a few words to me since we started packing the equipment up. He wasn't in his usual joking, inflated mood and was acting uncomfortably weird. My paranoia started rising rapidly in the quiet. What if he did see the video and was waiting for me to let my guard down before he went on the attack?

"You ok?" I tensed up, realizing the heavy feeling in the room was getting worse.

"I was just thinking about my sister." JD sighed and zipped up the bag.

I was thinking about her too but in a much different way. Surprisingly enough, it wasn't even about having sex with her. Riley and I had a lot we needed to talk about tonight when we got back to the house. The uncertainty and doubt about what was going on between us taking its toll on me.

"What about her?" I asked, fiddling with one of my foot pedals so I didn't have to look JD in the eye.

"I stopped over at my parent's house earlier and she was acting crazy. I asked Riley what was wrong and she freaked out on me. We ended up yelling at each other until she told me why she was so upset." JD sat down on the edge of the homemade stage.

"Oh," I froze. "What did she say?"

"Riley has been seeing some guy who is an absolute prick. She was in bad shape when I talked to her. I think she had been crying all day over that asshole." JD explained.

I fought back an agonized scream as I replayed the conversation with Brynn last night about the other guys Riley was hanging out with. Despite all the red flags she had been waving at me, I still wanted her to want me. She obviously liked the sex as much as I did, but I had always known I was not good enough for the girl. She must have realized it too and found someone else she thought was better.

"That sucks." My whole body was folding in on itself.

"I just don't know what to do. I hate seeing her like that. I asked her to bring him to the show. I figured maybe you could help me corner him after to straighten him out. I could use some backup."

"Is he coming? What does he look like?" I was up for letting out a bit of steam on the guy. There would be nothing more rewarding than beating the shit out of the guy who thought he could take Riley away from me.

If I saw him near her tonight, his body would end up in Bannon's dumpster after I beat the last breath out of him. Then Riley would be able to see how much I loved her. She would know she belonged to only me.

"I don't know. She hasn't introduced me to him. I was surprised she even told me anything at all after I threatened the last one. Riley doesn't like to tell me things anymore. I did notice that she has been acting weird around the house lately. Maybe it is that Kyle guy I saw her talking to at the last party." JD ran his hands over his face.

My temperature skyrocketed as I imagined her sneaking off from me to be with him. She fought to get away from me so hard that night. She didn't want to stay in my room with me and even left me without saying goodbye.

"Have you seen them together?" I dug for more information.

"No, only when he followed her into the kitchen. It's probably not him. Shit, I'm just grasping at straws here. I have absolutely no clue who it is. The only thing she said was that she was confused because the guy acts like they are together but won't tell her he wants her to be his girlfriend. She could be dating Mark, Aiden, or even you, for all I know." JD threw up his hands in defeat and got up to grab his soft-sided guitar case.

Wait, was Riley trying to tell him about us today?

Was that what was really happening here?

What if the guy she was talking about wasn't someone else like my deranged imagination concocted?

What if I was the guy she was crying over?

My thoughts began to race excitedly. What JD described sounded a lot like my current situation with Riley. I was hopeful, yet still uneasy. I was too afraid to get my hopes up just to have her crush me when she laughed in my face.

"Would it be so bad if she was?" I blurted out.

"If she was what?" JD asked as he slung his case over his shoulder.

"Seeing someone that you know," I answered hesitantly, unsure about how he would respond.

"Dude. Seriously. Do you know something?" JD's face went pale.

"No, it was just a random thought." I brushed it off as I slung my guitar case over my shoulder. Before the gig wasn't the time to start a war with JD.

"Shit, you scared me for a second. I thought you were about to tell me that Aiden or Mark have been screwing my sister behind my back." JD cringed and started walking towards the stairs. He paused and turned back to look me in the eye. "Watch her closely tonight and let me know if you see or hear anything. It would suck to lose another friend because I had to beat the shit out of them for messing with her."