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Noisy Neighbours Part One?

A/N: I'm trying to write some Nestor smut, its just not coming to me, this is getting long. Let me know what you think? I don't know if I'm going to finish it *shrugs*

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'Thud, thud, thud' the familiar sound of skin hitting leather wakes me from my sleep. Rolling over I grab my phone off the bedside table the squinting in the glow of the screen I see it's only 3am. Flinging the covers back I jump out of bed "unbelievable" I mutter storming towards the back door the noise growing louder.

Frankie lifts her head as I open the back door "stay" I tell her as I walk outside, looking around the yard I grab one of Frankie's tennis balls off the ground and a chair from my outdoor setting. Pushing the chair against the fence I climb up looking over the fence. I can make out my neighbours body in the moonlight that's flooding the yard. Lifting my arm I peg the tennis ball at his head, it lands with a satisfying thud in between his shoulders.

"People are trying to sleep" I hiss over the fence "can't you find a nice girl or boy to pound instead of that bag"

He turns around, bending to pick up the tennis ball he starts to walk towards me, long powerful strides

My eyes rake over his body, his bare chest and arms covered in tattoos and glistening with sweat, I feel heat rising up my body, I have a strong desire to be the one he's pounding instead of the punching bag.

His eyes lock on mine as he reaches the fence handing me back the ball, reaching out to take it my fingers brush up against his sending waves of electricity through my body.

Without saying a word he turns back grabbing a towel off his deck he walks inside gently closing the door behind him.

I climb down off the chair and head back into bed, climbing between the sheets I can't shake the thought of my good looking neighbour from my mind.

I can hear Frankie barking, groaning I check the time and see it's a little after 6am. Rolling out of bed I make my way down the hallway to let her out but realise she's barking at the front door not the back "whatcha barking at girl?" I ask her as I approach, there's a soft knock at the door.

"Back" I tell her pointing to her bed as I open the door, my neighbour is standing there clothed much to my disappointment. I take in his button down shirt and dress pants

"Sorry I didn't mean to wake you" his says his voice low and sexy

Looking down at myself I realise I'm wearing nothing but a tank top and underwear, squaring my shoulders back my eyes land on his face

"It's fine, you clearly just enjoy my suffering" I retort

A small smile plays on his lips "I was actually leaving you this" he holds up a envelope "I wanted to make you dinner to apologise for waking you"

Raising my eyebrow "I don't even know your name why would I let you cook for me?" I ask

"It's Nestor" he says sticking his hand out for me to shake

Taking his hand I shake it, feeling the same electricity from the previous night "Lex" I reply

"Well that's settled, I will see you at 7?" He asks before turning to leave

"I didn't agree" I feebly call out after him, he doesn't respond and I watch him walk back to his house before closing my door, turning to Frankie I sigh "What am I going to do girl?" I ask her.

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Fixing my hair, I check the clock it's 6:50pm, checking my reflection one last time I head out the door, patting Frankie as I leave.

Knocking on his door, I wait a few moments before it swings open, Nestor is standing there in a business shirt and slacks, barefoot and an apron tied around his waist.

"Uhh, Hi" I say nervously

"Hey" he says smiling warmly "Come in"

I walk into his entryway his house is a mirror image of mine, looking around his lounge room I don't see any pictures on the wall, however there a books stacked everywhere.

Following Nestor into the kitchen I can smell something delicious cooking, watching his stir something on the stove I push myself up onto the counter peaking over his shoulder

"That smells amazing, what is it?" I ask

"Thanks, its Pumpkin tortellini with burnt butter" He replies still stirring there is an awkward silence filling the room

"So Nestor what do you do for a living?" I ask

I see his shoulders tense "I work in personal security" He replies, turning to face me bumping my legs accidentally "what do you do?" he asks stepping back

"I'm a hacker" I say stumbling over my words "A legit one, businesses pay me to hack them to make sure their security is strong enough"

"That sounds interesting" he says watching me closely, stepping towards me he reaches for the cabinet next to my head pulling bowls out, I can feel heat radiating off his body, the outline of his muscles visible through his shirt, my hand reaches out before I realise what I'm doing my hand brushes over his arm. He looks down at me puzzled, a blush spreading over my cheeks

"Lint" I stammer out, pretending like I brushed something off "Can I help you with anything?" I ask pushing myself off the counter

"It's all good" he says smirking at me

'Get it together Lex' I think to myself

"Would you like a drink?" he asks me walking to the fridge

"Water please" I say feeling parched, reaching into the fridge he hands me a bottle of water and motions to the table behind me

"Please sit" he says

I head over to the table, it's a beautiful solid wood table with heavy carved chairs, my fingers brush over the carvings "This is a gorgeous table, where did you get it?" I ask

"Mexico, I know a guy who does the carvings" he says spooning the pasta into the bowls, walking over to join me he places the bowls on the table and heads back to the kitchen, bringing back bread.

"You know a guy who carves tables?, Well you are full of surprises" I say

"You have no idea" he says smiling at me sitting down