5 - Too Close

~Lukas’ Point of View~

I stared back at the door that had just shut in my face. I was fuming. She was absolutely out of her mind if she thought she was going to ruin my sanctuary with a screaming baby. No fucking way! 

When I moved in I bought three units and made them into one. I fork out a small fortune to pay for six parking spots when I only need three. I pay far more in HOA fees than anyone else. Not to mention I’d been here way longer than her. Surely the building owners would rather keep me happy.

I stormed back to my place and took a hot shower, then ordered some lunch. While I ate I gawked at the far wall which was next to my bedroom and likely shared with her living room. It had always been so peaceful here, sometimes too quiet. There was no way in hell I could stand a freakin’ baby ruining that. 

It was Saturday but I still had some things to do at the office and it killed me to call it that. I had an office. So fucked up. But I had to keep reminding myself of the big picture. And NO where in that big picture was there a baby that didn’t even share my DNA that kept me up all night.

Jude was actually at the studio, and he might just be the right guy for me to unload on right now. When he finally got out of the booth, the guy he was teaching went ahead and tried to lay down the track they were working on.

“Sup brother, you look like shit,” he said, clapping me on the back. 

I needed a joint, desperately. I wasn’t sure if they allowed that here but if not, they would be. I had texted my guy and asked if he was around earlier. While it's legal in CA now I still have a guy that gets me and Slade the right stuff. He grows it himself.

“How do you not look like shit with a baby at home,” I asked, dead serious. He laughed.

“It gets better, I mean sometimes it seems like it won’t. You have to get into a rhythm, Juliet is just fucking amazing. Honestly we really wanted to do it all ourselves and believed we could. But we all need time here and there and we wanted the baby to get used to other people too. We hired a nanny to come in for the afternoons and during that time we can get our own shit done. Sometimes we go out and have a nice meal together, make sure we have time for each other. A few times we got a hotel room and napped. It was the best choice for us,” he said, rambling on.

I rubbed my chin, wondering if Natasha would get help. Jude had a wife and still they needed help, surely she couldn’t handle it all on her own. I went ahead and told him about it all, leaving out the fact that I was on and off getting hard thinking about her. Really, it was ridiculous. 

I wasn’t sure why the whole situation bugged me so much but I controlled so little in my life, everyone else always set up everything. My home was my castle and now it was messed up. I briefly thought about crashing with Slade awhile but screw that, why should I leave?

By the middle of the afternoon I was too irritated to be of much use anymore. Why was I thinking about shit like … does she have an alarm system being single with a baby? Does she carry mace when she goes out? Jesus.

I caught Jude on his way out and felt like I had to do something, I just didn’t know what.

“Hey uhm, maybe Juliet could reach out to Natasha to have like a mom day or something you know she lives all alone and stuff,” I said, trying to play it cool.

“Yeah you said there’s no father, that’s nuts. Juliet could stand a mom friend for sure she kept in touch with someone from her birthing class but she doesn’t like her enough to hang out,” he laughed.

Snatching one of Natasha’s cards off her desk I gave it to him and he was off.

All right so Saturday night, I’m off tour. I’m a single good looking rock star in L.A. I shouldn’t at all have a hard time finding something to do.

I texted Slade but he was working something with his security company that he also runs. I texted Corey, he was taking Pearl to the movies and I wasn’t about to be a third wheel. I texted Trey but he was out of town on a romantic weekend away. Fucking hell.

When did everybody become grown ups?? I bet they were all in bed by 11 too. Fuck it, I texted the bodyguard that usually babysits me on tour and sure enough Dex was down for a night out. That’s more like it.

I got home and suddenly wanted to take a nap since I slept like crap last night. It was actually quiet so I laid down. 

A scream ripped through my dream and I felt like I was falling, I sat right up with a jolt. The crying continued, and I grumbled. I’d always assumed since I never heard my neighbors that we had good soundproof walls but apparently not!

Looking at the clock I saw I’d actually been asleep for three hours which was shocking. Guess I needed it though. I quickly got ready and ate something, then it was time to head out. We hit a couple different clubs and ended at a strip joint, where it was co-ed night so there were tons of hot and horny ladies. Just what we needed!

Before I knew it, my watch said it was 3am and I was totally shitfaced. Must have been because I found myself in a cab with a chick I just met heading to my place. Breaking one of my biggest rules. We made out for the whole ride and we couldn’t keep our hands off each other.

She was about 5’5, obviously a dyed blonde, nice rack and cute but not like hot hot. I hated overly hot chicks because they had such an attitude and they usually wanted money. I just needed a body underneath me, someone who wanted some mindblowing sex.

We barely spoke as we tore each other’s clothes off on the way to my bedroom and I immediately began to finger her, trying to get right to it. She moaned and my dick stirred, hungry. 

“It's my 25th birthday, can I get a kiss here,” she said, playfully as she touched her clit.

She seemed clean, good hygiene which you don’t always find with a stranger. Hardly ever really. I was too trashed to maybe care. I started licking and sucking her as she screamed. I HATED fake screams, I mean do women think we really wanna hear that shit?

“Hey, I got neighbors okay,” I said, and she just groaned, arching her hips into me.

Damn it, why did I bring her here? There was no chance she wasn’t going to expect to crash and I couldn’t have that. I got up and fumbled around for a condom, then I looked down at my dick, confused. My hand went to it as I watched Heather … Lisa … Nikki … whatever her name was groping herself.

“Let me help,” she said, popping her lips and getting to her knees. 

Yeah, yeah that’ll work. I sat against the headboard on the bed as she went to work and I closed my eyes while I groped her tits. The damn chick still kept moaning! Like loudly! 

BANG BANG BANG

“Shit,” I grumbled.

“Why aren’t you getting hard, I know I’m good at this so it's not me,” she said, looking irritated. 

“You go okay I’ll get you a cab,” I said, getting up and throwing on some shorts.

“What? No freakin’ way I haven’t even gotten off,” she shouted.

BANG BANG BANG

I didn’t even need to guess who was at the door, I fully well knew. I fumbled down the hall and threw open the door. There stood Natasha with her hands on her hips, flaming pissed. She looked like she’d been woken up, she was just in a short light blue nightgown. My eyes went straight to her legs.

“Really Lukas? I’ve never heard that before and to hear it now? Are you that spiteful,” she snapped.

“Whoa, why are your tits wet,” I heard, turning to see the blonde wearing the shirt I had on earlier. She laughed like a damn hyena and it was all I could do not to punch her in the face.

Natasha looked down at her chest and sighed, rolling her eyes. She very clearly wasn’t wearing a bra and her nipples were hard. Fuck.

“I can’t help a baby but you can help fake porno orgasms,” she yelled, stepping inside and putting a finger in my face.

“Don’t you touch my man,” the female yelled. Oh fuck me.

“I’m sorry all right, she was just leaving,” I said, using my arm to hold her back.

“You are not kicking me out yet,” she squealed. 

When I looked back Natasha was gone and my woody was starting to sprout from having stared at her tits. Great, just FREAKIN’ GREAT.

“Look, this was a mistake. I don't bring women home. You gotta go I’ll get you a-”

SLAP

“You think I’m just a cheap hussy,” she yelled.

Fucking hell is she trying to win best dramatic actress??

I groaned and adjusted my jaw. Man I don’t need this. My head was already starting to throb from her shrill voice. I ignored her and stomped into my bedroom, grabbing all her shit along the way. She was still being ridiculous and I was over it. I grabbed my phone and called the front desk.

“It’s Lukas, I need security up here right away,” I said, and hung up. All the night guys knew me and surely they’d seen me come in with her. Since we were in a cab we went in the front.

“You can’t be serious! Come on,” she shouted.

“Look, this didn’t work out all right. You’re just too much for me, I don’t know why you have to be so damn loud but it's ridiculous. This isn’t worth pissing off my neighbors,” I said, storming down the hall with her crap.

I went to a drawer in my kitchen where I keep a bit of cash handy and grabbed $1000 and one of Slade’s biggest requirements in these situations.

“Sign this,” I said, putting it on the island with a pen. She gaped down at it, her face contorted like she was struggling to read it.

“Oh no freakin’ way,” she huffed, crossing her arms. I flashed the stack of bills and she made a face of interest.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

“You could at least let me get dressed,” she huffed.

“I could have but then you had to go and be a bitch to my friend,” I snapped.

Whatever I felt about Natasha and the baby, I wasn’t about to have some stranger, some chick who was willing to go home with a guy she doesn’t even know yell at her and insult her in the middle of the night like she was the weirdo.

“Sign it,” I said, louder. 

“Fine, gimme the money first,” she snapped. 

I fumbled through her purse, easily finding her wallet. I took out her license and snapped a picture of it, sadly this wasn’t my first rodeo.

“I can’t believe you seriously just did that,” she fussed, grabbing her bag. 

I went and let security in as she struggled to put on her shoes. 

“I’ll find someone with a real big dick that works anyhow,” she spat. I shook my head.

“Please see her out and help her into a cab,” I said, handing the guy a couple bills. He nodded and took her arm as she protested the entire time. I went back to the NDA to make sure she signed it, and she had.

Fuck I’m too old for this shit.