ck that I couldn't wait to touch. Daniel crawled on the bed with a sinful smile on his face. Once he was laying ne

and pressing his hard cock against my thigh, d

night, baby," Daniel whispered into my

to do was thrust his fingers into me. My pussy was throbbing for him. I needed to have this aching need satisfied or I thought I was

ged, not caring how des

"Please what?" he asked

ger

ckle. "Well, since y

ed my pantie

p in bed

was dreami

ter I stormed out of the storage closet, we hadn't seen each other since. The kiss and the things

the addicting feeling of his lips on mine. I had the day off from working

to learn more about my dad's death. Even though I grew up being a part of that world, it always made my blood pressure rise when I interacted with the

best to dress as inconspicuous as possible. Unless you wanted to attract attention

morning was sunny, but the crisp fall air greeted me and I was glad I wore a long-sleeved shirt. I walked with one hand in my purse, clut

lub. The very same diner my father took me to the day I first met him. My heart clenc

sen to meet here, but it had been his suggestion. I understood why. This diner was known for looking the other way when i

e was lanky and had shocking red hair. I'd known him since first grad

uy. We were there for each other during our time being homeless. Around the time my father found me, Lyle's uncle le

e was doing well for himself, as well as you could do in this kind o

ion about the night my father was murdered. He texted me last night saying he finally found someon

to see you," I said

coming out. Lyle ordered three coffees and after the server left, he looked around to make sure no one was listening. The din

wanted to give you a little background on her

sturing for

my eyebrows at the name. "She'

d the street had such a wide range of clientele, i

led The Cherry Pickers," Lyle went on. "She said this informa

t me nervously. It seemed like he

?" I aske

undred.

y s

at amount with me, but I was hoping it would be a lot

ue and credible? I don't want to ge

re. I've been working with Peaches for

did trust Lyle and he trusted her. I would be stupid if I didn't seize this opportunity. Who knew if some

s now," Lyle sa

curves in all the right places and sashayed into the diner like she owned the place. Even though the fall morning had a chill to it, she was wearing a tight white dress an

r. Before I could introduce myself, before I could say anything at al

eed the payment before I tell y

ght. So, I opened my purse and counted out the money, handing it to her. After she was

t of the shootout on 12th Street. The night the pig was killed, righ

es

r a father would earn me nothing but distrust on the streets. It would m

r gang was present that ni

, leaning forwar

ne was listening in. If I didn't know an

Family," s

h

up about the Taddeos. Their members were very dangerous and ruthless. They were involved with horrible shit l

could be the ones behind my father's death. My dad

to have to restart and try to get in with the Taddeos? Wouldn't that look suspicious to both gangs? I heard

I had taken a giant step backward from figuring out the mystery that had plagued me fo

er, I had no idea