I arrived at the bakery just as Rosa was turning off the neon Open sign in the window. One last customer went out the door as she saw me and ushered me inside. My plan had been to call Collins and give him an update, but as soon as I returned to my apartment, I passed out and didn’t wake up again until an hour before I was supposed to be with Rosa again. She seemed tired but happy as she locked the door behind me.

“Ready to get some grub?” I asked as I pulled her into my arms.

“Actually,” she said, looking around, “I have a ton of extra food here. I normally take it down to the shelter, but they aren’t open on weekends and I don’t want to save them. Do you just want to hang out here?”

“Sure,” I offered. “I love any kind of baked goods.”

“Great! It will give us a chance to talk. We didn’t do a whole lot of that last night,” she said sweetly.

Immediately, my heart started to race. “That sounds wonderful.”

“So tell me about yourself. I feel like I don’t know anything about you,” she said as we sat down in the kitchen.

“There isn’t much to tell,” I said weakly.

She was sitting in an office chair that had wheels on it. I could tell from the way that she shifted around that my answer wasn’t doing me any favors. I quickly reached forward and slid her closer to me, kissing her tenderly on the lips before sliding my hand up the loose sundress that she was wearing. I loved that she wore dresses all the time. It made it very easy for me to peel back her thin cotton underwear.

“Peyton,” she whispered. “I thought we were going to talk and get to know each other?”

“How can you expect me to talk when you look so damn good?” I asked as I looked around. “Plus, we have all of these treats to play with. We can talk anytime, but how often do we have that?”

“What?” she asked as I stood up.

I went over to the counter where a bottle of chocolate sauce was sitting. I picked it up and shook it, grinning back at her. Her mouth fell open, making her look like an innocent doe and driving me mad. I went to her as she stood up and carefully lifted her off the ground, laying her on the metal prep table and tugging off her dress. She wore no bra, and the innocence of her white underwear made my cock jerk. Even as she spread herself apart for me, I was getting lost in the beauty of her form.

“You are so wild,” she whispered to me.

“Only for you,” I said softly.

As I tugged down her underwear, I forced the realization that I was using sex as a diversion out of my mind. She spread her legs apart for me and I gazed down on the delicious dessert that was waiting for me. My cock throbbed to feel her warm core again, but I needed to be patient. I wanted to taste her sweetness for myself.

“You know, I like my woman sweet, and not just from the waist up,” I told her as I drizzled chocolate over her clit.

She grabbed onto the table, moaning with pleasure. I climbed between her legs and gently pushed the short tip of the bottle into her body, squirting a little of the chocolate into her already sweet pussy. When I was done, I tossed it aside and lowered my head. I licked the chocolate from her thighs, enjoying the sight of it dripping from her body. My tongue flicked her clit, and Rosa gasped just as I drove my tongue into her waiting opening.

I worked her body like a fine instrument, prodding her and licking away every last morsel of her delicious nectar. I felt her body contract around my fingers as she rode out an orgasm. My shuddering manhood couldn’t take the sweet torture any longer as I stripped off my pants and climbed onto the table. She was dripping wet and ready for me when I positioned myself above her.

“What are you waiting for?” she hissed.

I grinned and rammed my cock into her tight body. She screamed out, driving me over the edge. I couldn’t last long, not with the way she wiggled and danced with my shaft inside her. I pounded into her, unmerciful as she screamed out my name. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew she would tell me if I went too far. Instead, she just bit her lip and grinned at me. My load shot inside her, pushing back on my cock even more.

Unable to hold myself up any longer, I stumbled off the table and collapsed in the chair, my chest heaving. To my surprise, Rosa rose from the table and didn’t immediately get dressed. Instead, she carefully dropped down to the ground in front of me and took my soft cock into her mouth. At once, I became hard again as she sucked on it, licking every trace of chocolate and seed from it before rising and sitting back in her chair, a triumphant smile on her perfect face.

“You are one amazing lady,” I stammered.

“Thanks,” she said as she picked up her dress from the floor. “You aren’t too bad yourself.”

“Still wanna talk?”

She shook her head. “To be honest, the only thing I want to do right now is go to sleep.”

“Fair enough,” I replied, hiding my relief. “Do you want me to drive you home?”

Rosa shook her head. “I have my car here. Can I see you again?”

I grinned at her. “You can see me any time you want. I would come home with you now if you asked.”

Laughing and shaking her head, she said, “I don’t think so. I need sleep, and with you lying next to me, I won’t get any at all. Tomorrow?”

“It’s a date,” I told her softly.

She leaned over and kissed me. After I pulled myself away, I headed out the back door to my car. The last thing I wanted to do was leave her, but I knew it was for the best. I needed time to clear my head. Rosa. Brandi. Whoever she was, she was sucking me into her picture-perfect world. I’d already stayed in one place too long. I needed to find out the truth and move on if the girl I was looking for wasn’t here.

Collins would want an update soon, and I needed to figure out what I was going to tell him. He would question why I hadn’t moved on yet to the next sleepy town on the map. After all, I was hunting Brandi for Collins as much as I was for myself. Brandi had abandoned her best friend, my sister, Shannon. The rage built up inside me as I tightened my grip on the wheel. Brandi needed to pay for what she had done. My foot pushed down harder on the gas pedal as I flew out of town.

Brandi had been Shannon’s best friend and the one who had sucked her into the Irish mafia. It was there that she was raped and probably murdered by one of Collins’s men. Brandi had done nothing to stop her pain. Instead, she’d fled like a child. I’d already been in prison when it all transpired on a bullshit theft charge, but the second Collins was locked up with me, we’d become close allies. In the world of the Irish mafia, you could never have too many friends.

My phone lit up and I quickly answered it. “How’s it going, Tommy?”

“Better here if we had an update to give Collins. Anything yet? You’ve been eyeballing that girl in town for some time.”

“Yeah,” I muttered. “This girl took a little longer than the others. I don’t think it’s her though. Tell Collins I’ll call him personally with a report tomorrow or Monday. Just want to be sure before I move on.”

“Sure, I’ll let him know,” he replied. “I gotta tell you though—he’s getting ready to send out another team. He doesn’t like waiting around. Man’s been in jail for years. He wants to get the bitch who put him there.”

“And you think that I don’t?” I shot back at him. “Just tell Collins to hold off on the new team. I’m on it.”

I hung up without waiting for a reply. If I was angry before, I was fuming now. What was holding me back from finding out whether Rosa was really Brandi? I needed to stop procrastinating and deal with her, one way or the other. I had a job to do.