"Going to the bathroom." I hollered as I walked out of the kitchen to follow Riley up the stairs.

My thoughts felt sick inside my head, but I couldn't stop myself from acting on them. I was stalking my friend's drunk little sister up the stairs to try to convince her to sleep with me. It wasn't like I had never slept with a drunk girl before, but something about this situation wasn't clicking in my head correctly. It might be because I was extremely drunk now too or because I knew I shouldn't be doing this at all.

I was a shit friend, but I didn't give one fuck about it right now.

Riley was on all fours crawling up the steps when I got to the staircase. I leaned against the wall at the bottom to watch her. She was not really even moving at all. She would go up two steps and somehow managed to go down one. She was muttering to herself the whole entire time.

"Need some help?" I asked, trying to turn on a little charm.

"I know how to do this." She was looking at her hands and legs like she was trying to convince them to work together. The words sounded like they were meant as more of a pep talk for herself than a conversation with me.

"Hey, you know most people walk up the stairs?" I laughed, trying to be helpful.

"I don't need your input, mister." She slurred terribly. "I have climbed many things and you don't get an opinion on how I do it or what dress I wear."

I raised my eyebrow. When did I ever say anything about her dress?

"Well, you're a rude little thing." I pulled at my eyebrow ring as my conscience was battling my desire for her. She was really drunk. Way too drunk, to be perfectly honest. It didn't change how much I wanted her, but it made me feel a little guilty about what I was trying to do.

She mumbled something about my eyes being blue and sticking them someplace. I was too busy playing with my rings and staring at her ass to pay attention. She tried to climb up again and managed to turn almost sideways. She was going to start crawling down the steps if she moved again. I found myself laughing at her. The poor girl was helpless.

I walked up the stairs behind her. Now was the time to do this. I was going to pick her up and take her to my room. I would turn up the seduction once I got her in there and convince her she was the one who wanted me in the first place.

JD would remain clueless; he would never know what was going on unless it had something to do with Anna. Mark was Mark, and he was probably fangirling over some movie by now. The only person I really needed to worry about was Aiden. He hadn't taken his eyes off her since the moment she walked through the door tonight. I was surprised he wasn't hovering over her right now. I knew for a fact he would come looking for her if we took too long. We had to be quick.

I stepped up right behind her and bent down to pick her up.

"I don't want your help." She sang out.

I came up here to do a lot of things but helping her wasn't one of them. If anything, she was going to be helping me tonight.

"Didn't come up to help you," I whispered back. "I need to take a piss. The bathroom is up here, remember?"

I wasn't sure why I mentioned the bathroom or was trying to hide what I was doing from her. She would find out soon enough.

Riley looked back at me with those large, brilliant emerald eyes. She looked so innocent and vulnerable lying at my feet. I waited for her to give me any sign that she was into me. We were alone; she didn't have to hold back for the sake of the group. Instead, she just sat there, fucking staring at me.

It left a sour taste in my mouth.

Did she not want me?

I began to realize, probably a little too slow in my drunken state, that she wasn't acting like all the other random girls I hooked up with. She wasn't throwing herself at me, touching me every chance she could, or finding ways to rub the dirty little heat between her legs against me. She hadn't given me any indication that she was even remotely interested.

All she had given me tonight was a fucking attitude and extremely blue balls.

She was different than I was used to, which was starting to irritate me. I wanted her to be like the other girls I usually surrounded myself with; it would be easier that way. I didn't ever have to chase a girl before. I always knew what they wanted because they would make a move on me first.

What the hell was I doing? I was a complete idiot. I was going to hurt this girl tonight if I kept going. She was way too drunk to consent to this.

I stood over her like a creepy fuck and stared down at her a little longer. She kept looking at me. She didn't even blink. She was frustrating the shit out of me.

I gritted my teeth and stepped over her and ran straight to the bathroom. I shut the door and locked it so I wasn't tempted to go back out there and pull her in here with me. I sat on the floor and sunk my head down between my knees.

What was I doing? I had been doing so well. Why would I fuck that up now? Why was I willing to risk it all just to sleep with some girl? A girl that just so happened to be the little sister of the first person who gave me a chance here.

I had to try to forget about this girl.

After a few more minutes, I heard the door to Aiden's room slam shut.

I was glad Riley found her way there before I could change my mind. If she knew what was good for her, she would change and decided to lay down for the night. It bothered me that she was in Aiden's room, but her friend was in there too. Unless Aiden had a weird kink, which I seriously doubted, he would just let her sleep it off.

I opened the bathroom door and looked down the hall. The little sliver of light was peeking out from under the doorway. A shadow crossed in front of the light. She must still be up, walking around the room. I heard her fumbling around behind the closed door.

She was still grumbling and making little noises.

I had to leave the hallway and go back to my room before I went after her to try to get her to make some more.

I forced myself down the hall and away from her. I should just go ahead and text Mia to see what she was up to tonight. I needed to get off now before I did something I regretted and I didn't want to have to use my hand to do it. Mia was a sure thing and always looking for a good time. She was my go-to when I needed something quick. She reminded me of the girls I used to hang out with in Indiana, bored and easy.

If she wasn't available, there was still the girl I met at the store today. I could try her too. The worst case was they both showed up and I would either find a way to have both of them or have to pass one off to Mark.

I grabbed my phone and began searching through my messages until I found Mia's name.

I began to type the words "Come over" on the screen.

I paused when I heard the door to Aiden's room open. Riley was coming back out. She needed to lay down and go to bed. She was too drunk to be roaming around the house.

I dropped my phone on my bed and went to the door, trying to play it cool. When I opened it, she was standing there in the thinnest faded band t-shirt and the tiniest little shorts that ever existed. I recognized the band insignia on the shirt immediately, Camo. Interesting choice. I wondered if she even knew who they were or if she just wore the t-shirt because it made her huge tits look even bigger.

My balls were aching to be drained. This girl was going to make me lose my shit.

Again, she was staring at me with those big vibrant eyes.

"Ladies and Gents, another round is on its way," Aiden yelled loud enough to wake up the whole neighborhood.

Riley looked towards the stairs and then turned to look back at me like she was angry. She began this sexy, little slow walk towards me while staring directly into my eyes. She had me in a trance; I couldn't take my eyes off her. I saw her drunken confidence growing by the second. She unwrapped her arms from around her body and placed them on her hips.

"You got something to say to me?" She looked up at me and sucked on that damn pouty lip, teasing me.

"You couldn't handle the things I would say to you." I couldn't fight back the devious smile from my face.

She shifted from my words and started to lose a little bit of the sex kitten courage she stomped out here with. She turned away from me without saying anything else and started to run down the stairs.

What the fuck was with this girl?