Griffin slowly twisted to face him. “Matty, you keep acting like you hate living with me, but then you never move out. So, I think I’m not as bad as you say I am.”

Matt rolled his eyes. “I just can’t afford to live without you. It’s not a choice, I’m stuck with you…there’s a difference.”

“Maybe you’re the one who should move in with a chick then,” Griffin murmured, annoyed.

Seeing an opportunity, I shrugged and said, “He might be on to something, Matt. Kiera just decided to move in with me. You could live with Anna?”

Evan smiled at me, happy for my news. Matt smirked. Seeing the breadcrumbs I’d laid out for him, he looked over at Griffin and suggestively raised his eyebrows. “Great idea, Kellan. I’ll live with Anna.”

Even though he looked like he was going to puke, Griffin’s cheeks flooded with color. “You fucking touch her, and I will fucking kill you.”

Whoa. That sounded like a genuine threat, not just his typical competitive jealousy. Griffin had an odd look on his face, like he wasn’t sure why he’d said that, or more accurately, why he’d meant it. Matt glanced up at me with a knowing smile, then he tilted his head at Griffin. “Why? You got a problem with Anna and me being together?”

Griffin’s jaw dropped. “Well, yeah,” he said with a shrug.

Matt lifted an eyebrow. “Why? You’re not exclusive. What’s it matter?”

We all leaned forward a little, waiting for him to say it—for him to finally admit that he actually had feelings for her, something beyond lust. But Griffin seemed perplexed by Matt’s question. He also seemed sickened, and I didn’t think it was the hangover making him look that way anymore. “Dude…” He seemed lost for a valid reason, until one suddenly struck him, and he smiled. “Because you’d be cheating on Rachel. And me and Rach are tight. You fuck her over, I’ll fuck you up.”

He smirked, like he was sure that completely ended the argument. I rolled my eyes. Really? He was going to make this about Rachel? As Griffin had told us before, back when he’d complained about us not being “true” rock stars who banged groupies left and right, he didn’t care if we cheated on our girlfriends. He thought monogamy was lame.

Matt stared at him a moment, stunned by his choice of a rebuttal, then he started laughing. “You and Rachel are…tight? Since when?”

Griffin frowned. “Since always. She’s practically family, right? I mean, since you’re my family, and you fuck Rachel, then she’s like my…fuck-family.” He nodded after he said it. “And that’s a sacred bond. You don’t mess with fuck-family…which means you can’t mess with Anna.” He grinned, looking very pleased with himself.