Disclaimer: I obviously do not own CSI: NY. I just own my car, my laptop and my crazy muse who seems to want to write 4 different stories at a time. I also do own any characters that you do not recognize. You can borrow them if you ask permission first!

A/N: This is first time I've written Adam as a main character, but I love his character and when this episode come up, I couldn't resist! As always, please R&R. My muse loves the attention. :D

The Lure of Chocolate

Adam Ross sat in the break room, stomach rumbling from his lack of eating. Damn diet, he thought to himself. He recalled the night before. He was out at his favorite club, Electricity, when he had noticed her. The woman of his dreams. She was five-three, curvy in all the right places, with long, wavy blonde hair and startling emerald green eyes. The fact that she superficially bore a resemblance to Kendall was completely lost on him.

He had made eye contact with her, across the dance floor and then decided to play it off. He walked up to the bar, ordered a beer and settled back to crowd watch, occasionally letting his eyes seek her out. After an hour, he had lost sight of her and turned to order another beer, when he felt a hand on his bicep and a breathy voice whispered in his ear, "Looking for me, darlin'?"

He turned, trying to control his surprise and saw the same woman standing before him. "Maybe," he responded. "Can I buy you a drink?"

She nodded and as the bartender walked up to take their orders. Adam turned to the bartender, "I'll have a beer and for the lady…" he trailed off with a raised eyebrow.

"Cosmo, with a twist of lemon, please." The bartender turned to begin making the drink. "So, darlin'. What's your name," she said forwardly.

"Adam. And you?" he responded with a wink.

"Allison. Nice to meet you. So Adam, what do you?"

"I work in the NYPD crime lab."

"Do you like your job?"

"Yeah," he admitted with a smile. "Most days. The work I do helps to convict people of murder. There's no feeling like it in the world."

Allison moved closer at his words, placing her hand on his shoulder and she stood on her tip-toes to breath in his ear, "You sure about that?"

Adam felt a shudder roll through his body that her breathy voice caused. "What did you have in mind?"

"Well, darlin'. I'd love to tell you, but I don't know you that well, maybe if you call me, I'll tell you," she said as she pulled a pen out of her purse. She pulled his left hand towards her and quickly wrote a number down, just as two women joined them. "I gotta jet. See you later, sweet cheeks."

Adam nodded out of surprise and the two other women. "Honestly, Ally," the dark haired girl said. "Why do you go after the guys with all the baby fat?"

Adam shook his head out of the memory as Kendall walked in. "Aren't you going to eat, Adam?" At his negative nod, she continued, "Really, Ross. Get over it. So you have some "baby fat." Get over it. The answer is not to starve yourself!"

Adam tried to ignore her as he took a sip of his vitamin water. He was about to retort when Mac walked in.

Distracted, he answered all of his questions, trying to ignore his growling stomach. He looked up to find Kendall standing behind back, seductively eating some chocolate. His eyes were drawn to her lips, as her tongue cleaned the chocolate crumbs from them. He almost groaned at the reaction his body had. Inappropriate thoughts, Ross! You agreed with her to keep it at the friend level.

Adam refocused his gaze on Mac, who looked at him before throwing him a wrapped muffin. "Eat something, Adam," he said before walking out of the room.

Kendall just snickered as Mac made his exit, causing him to glare at her. "What? He's right, Adam. You do need to eat something," she said as she threw away the wrapper from her dessert. "Besides," she said with a coy glance over her shoulder. "Some women like baby fat."

Adam stared after her in disbelief, slowly opening the muffin package. He thought back to Allison, the night before. She seemed interested in him; it was her friend who had made the comment. Taking a bite out of the blueberry muffin, he made a decision. Quickly, he swallowed the morsel, while pulling out his cell phone. He quickly deciphered the number, still on his hand, feeling a little disappointed as it went to voicemail. "Hi, Allison. This is Adam, from Electricity. I was wondering if you would like to join me for dinner. Give me a call if you want to," he said before giving her his number.

Feeling his hunger abating, he made is way back into the lab to begin to process some additional evidence.

AN: Okay guys...What did you think? Don't worry, I am still writing on Deja Vu!!! This was just a brief interlude. Now...I do think that I can turn this into a chaptered story, if y'all want. So if you want me to continue...Then leave me a review and tell me!!! If you review as anonymous, then leave an email if you want me to respond!