Hello again everyone! I have had a couple of chapters written from Ezra's Point of View that I was holding onto during the timeline of this book. This one is from the night Riley first went back to the band house. For those who still don't know Ezra very well yet, this is a little insight into his brain. Not sure who wants them, but I hope you enjoy!

The First Night:

Ezra's POV:

This was all wrong.

Fuck, I would have to spend the rest of the night changing the song. 

Aiden was standing at the microphone, singing lazily.  He was a pretty good singer but a little sloppy during band practices. At least he could stay on key, even if he was barely trying his best.  It irritated the shit out of me that I was the only person even trying to make us sound good tonight.

Anna, JD's girlfriend, was in the corner screaming into her phone like she was the only one in the room.  She was doing her best to ruin the practice.  I hated when guys brought their girlfriends to band practice.  JD was as bad as they came about that.  I was surprised when Anna didn't climb between him and his bass when he tried to play. They were that sickening weird couple that always moved in sync. I hated watching couples like that.

That, we are so in love bullshit, was a lie people told themselves when they liked to fuck each other. In my world, girls were only good for one thing.  Well, they were good for a couple of things, but that needy relationship crap wasn't one of them. 

I was never going to be that guy. The relationship type of guy.

I watched the shit storm my mom went through at the hands of my father and knew how bad things could get when people got so wrapped up in each other that the rest of the world didn't exist.  I was the bastard son of that hell created by the man who was supposed to raise me. That sick fuck broke down the only woman I ever cared about until there was nothing left of her.  He was a terrible man who ruined everything he touched. As I got older, I slowly came to realize that the same parts of him that hurt the people in his life existed inside of me too. That was why I avoided ever getting too close to anyone.

It was easier that way.

I slid my hand down the neck of the guitar.  This was my favorite part of the song that Aiden and I wrote together. I moved my fingers over the quick rhythmic changes, plucking out the undertone that gave it a dirty feel.  Fuck, playing this rhythm felt like sex.  It was the sound I was going for and I was pretty sure I nailed it. 

Speaking of sex, I should probably call that one girl I met at the store today and have her stop by after practice.  She was throwing herself at me and looked like she would be a sure thing.  I can't remember her name, but that didn't matter to me.  If I couldn't have the drugs my body was craving right now, then I would have to find my high other ways tonight.  I traded one vice for the other when I was trying to stay sober. Well, off the drugs anyway. I still drank almost every night to cope.

"Hey guys, can one of you go help Riley outside?"  Anna screamed over the music.

Who the fuck is Riley?

At the mention of the name, Aiden's face lit up.  The guy's eyes were twinkling with little hearts in them.  I guess that meant Riley was a girl or else Aiden had been holding out some secrets on me. 

"I'll help her." He said and didn't even hesitate to dash up the stairs.

Definitely a girl. 

I was annoyed with him for ditching practice to go make eyes at some little tart who probably had a butter face. Aiden didn't bring many girls back to the house, so I was slightly intrigued by his reaction.  Aiden must have had a thing for this one.

JD motioned to switch songs and Mark started wailing away in the back to a different beat.  I picked up the new melody and started changing up the notes trying to find a better blend.  Sweat was pouring down my face as we played one of our faster, harder songs.  The basement had gotten a little warm too fast. 

Aiden was gone forever.  Maybe he was upstairs nailing that Riley chick. How was this supposed to be a band practice when the singer was more interested in some girl than finishing the set? I knew this band would only be a temporary thing until I got on my feet in this town. The biggest perk about these guys was that they gave me a safe place to crash that wasn't a flophouse.  I had left Indiana to better myself and get away from the crowd that always dragged me back down. I had to stay away from those kinds of people if I wanted to continue trying to rebuild myself.  I couldn't stray now and fall back into old habits, which was why these guys were good for me.  They weren't into anything but alcohol and girls.  I could deal with both of those things.  I thoroughly enjoyed both, usually at the same time.

I looked up when I heard a shuffle and saw a small blond with long, flowing curly hair watching her feet as she climbed down the stairs. She was in ridiculously high white shoes that made her wobble on each step.

My heart leapt out of my chest and my fingers hit the wrong notes in the song when I saw her.  No one seemed to notice but me.  It didn't matter because I had never made that mistake before.  I don't make mistakes when I play.

Who the fuck was that girl?

Her tiny white lace dress clung to her full breasts and hugged her perfectly symmetrical curvy hips.  I wanted her to turn around for me so I could see her ass.  If it was anything like the rest of her curvy tight little body, it was bound to be fuckable.  She was the perfect blend of innocence with a small pinch of naughty in an understated way.  I didn't think Anna had any friends, but if all her friends looked like this, she should invite them to band practice more often. I guess I wouldn't have to call the girl I met today. This one would do just fine.  It was like she was delivered to me wrapped up in a big virginal white bow.

No wonder Aiden ran to see this girl. She was hot.

My dick was hard. The piercing in it throbbed under the skin when she tugged down at the short little dress to keep it from riding up.  I was fortunate my guitar was in front of me right now or I wouldn't be able to hide how much that little motion turned me on. I didn't even know who this girl was and I was already drooling over her.

Aiden walked behind the girl and brushed his hand along her hip.  She shivered a bit. Jealousy washed over me immediately as I watched her react to him.  It should be my hand touching her right now. If he touched her again, I was going to knock his teeth out of his head and break every bone in his body.

I shook my head and turned away from her as I realized I was about to lose my cool.  What the fuck was wrong with me tonight?

The band stopped playing and I turned away to mess with some of the settings on my amp.  I couldn't help but sneak a few glances in that Riley girl's direction.  JD set his bass down and galloped down the crappy stairs towards her.  She looked over at me and I turned my head away quickly so she wouldn't catch me staring at her.  I wasn't a shy guy, but there was something about the way she looked at me that threw me off. I could feel my nerves in my stomach just from being in the same room as her. It was insane, I knew nothing about her and I wanted her more than I had ever wanted anything in my life. 

Since I was an addict, that said a lot about what I was feeling.  She felt like a drug to me and I needed a fucking fix.

"Hey Lil Bit, you made it." JD ran his hands over her head.  She had this cute little pouty-lipped frown when he did it.  Those plump lips would feel good wrapped around my cock. I decided I was going to do whatever I could to fuck that mouth for hours tonight. Her lips would look so beautiful swollen and covered with my cum.

"Thanks for bailing me out. Brynn was too much tonight." She said, barely loud enough for me to hear.  She was picking at her dress nervously like she was uncomfortable in her own skin.  How was a girl this stunning so shy and nervous?  Admittedly, it was an even bigger turn-on watching her fidget with her eyes down on the ground. Girls with low self-esteem were easier to seduce.  They usually were better in bed because they felt like they weren't good enough and wanted to do everything to please you. 

Riley was the walking definition of sin.

JD and Aiden ran upstairs chasing each other like idiots and Mark jumped down from behind his drum set to get close to her too.  He looked happy to see her.  What about this girl had everyone swooning over her?  Including me.

"Manly men, who do manly things. Isn't that right, Ezra?" Mark boomed.

I snapped out of my thoughts. I had no idea what he was talking about.  I needed a comeback and quick. I didn't want her first impression of me to be me saying something completely idiotic.  I should go for funny. She would like funny, right?

"Only the manliest. Unless you count when Mark watches "The Notebook'," I jabbed, trying to impress her. It definitely fell flat on my tongue.  It wasn't funny. I already fucked this up with her.

"I trusted you, man." Mark glared at me.  "Ezra quit messing with your shit and get over here."

I stuck my guitar pick in my mouth and started moving it between my teeth with my tongue.  It was a nervous habit, just like the one I had when I messed with my eyebrow rings.  I took my guitar strap off and sat it down on the stand before walking slowly over to stand with the group at the opposite side of the basement. 

I just happened to find the spot directly across from Riley. I looked down at her, she looked small from across the room, but she was even tinier up close.  She looked up at me with these deep, soul-piercing green eyes.  Fuck, I didn't need another reason to look at her.  Those eyes would haunt my dreams tonight.

I twisted the guitar pick around in my mouth and saw her watching it move between my lips. I involuntarily pulled up the corner when I caught her staring.  She bit her lip with her eyes locked on my mouth. This girl was about ten seconds from me pushing her against the wall and fucking her brains out. 

"Mr. Ezra Miller, meet JD's bratty baby sister, Riley." Mark finally said.

Shit. Not JD's sister. This can't be her. He talked about her all the time.  I usually just tuned him out when he brought her up.  I guess I should have been paying more attention.

I was so fucked.

When JD told me he had a little sister, I just imagined she would look like him in a wig.  I expected a flat assed girl with broad shoulders and man hands. I thought she would have a unibrow with a permanent frown on her face while she sucked on a lollipop. I never imagined she would be this naughty little minx I dreamt of doing the filthiest things to.

She would look fantastic on her knees, sucking on something else like a good girl.

"Stop it. She's off-limits." My brain screamed at me.

I had heard from the other guys that JD was really protective of her. After seeing her in person, I understood why. She was so fucking beautiful; I felt the instant need to protect her too.  Of course, I wanted to do things to her body to have her screaming my name at the same time.  My head was so cloudy from just being near her and I just met her.

"Are you cold?" Anna asked when her body trembled.

She looked at Anna with scared wide eyes like she was still nervous. I couldn't help but laugh at my new obsession and the ridiculous situation I was in.  She bit her lip and looked mortified that I was laughing. It wasn't at her, but she didn't know it and I was not about to tell her.

I had to stop myself from stepping closer to her run my thumb over the juicy bottom lip she was sucking between her teeth.  I wanted to bite it too.

"You guys coming up?" Aiden called down to us.

"On our way," I yelled back.

I chanced one last look at her perfect little body. I wanted to find out if she looked just as good out of the dress as she did while she was wearing it.  I found myself laughing again when she sent me an annoyed look.  It was cute.

Fuck, I was gone for her already. I just called her cute. What the fuck was that?

We all turned to walk up the stairs and I lingered to make sure I could follow up behind her. I wanted to look at her more without her knowing.  She began to climb the stairs and hesitated just a little when she felt my eyes on her.  I was right; her ass was perfectly round and flawless.  Even better was the sneak peek of the little white lace panties she was wearing.  The poor girl didn't even realize I could see up her dress from this angle.  She looked so delicious. I wanted to run my tongue up and down every inch of her to get a taste of that creamy skin.

I heard a little whimper come out of her mouth.  From her lack of reaction to it, I don't think she even realized she made the noise.  That was the exact moment I knew I had to have her. It was going to be impossible to stay away from her tonight.  I had to come up with a plan to make this work.

Fuck me. This girl was going to be the death of me. JD was going to murder me if he found out, but I didn't care.  Having her would be completely worth it.