Cruz (Dark and Dirty Sinners' MC #5) - Serena Akeroyd Page 0,62

registered what I was saying. Like he understood. But rather than empathize, rather than tell me again that he’d kill Kevin if he could, and rather than wish me all the happiness in the world, instead he snarled, “And being with that filthy biker—?” His head whipped from side to side in confusion. “I don’t get it. Why him?”

“That you even know about me and Cruz tells me you’ve been looking at the security footage or doing something I told you not to do again, David.” My mouth tightened. “If I find a camera in my apartment that will be the end of things. Of everything, do you hear me? I’ve been violated one too many times, but I trusted you. Don’t make me regret that trust,” I rasped, watching as his eyes shuttered.

“I’ve seen him leaving here at all hours of the night,” was all he said.

A likely fucking story.

“What I do with him is my business,” I spat.

“I’m trying to keep you safe.”

“I am safe with him, David,” I snarled. “I sleep when he’s around.”

His reaction to my words was like I’d hit him with a saucepan. His eyes rounded as he jerked back, but even as dismay laced his expression, there was a desperation too.

“No,” he whispered.

But I nodded. “Yes, David. Yes.”

“You can’t feel safe with him. He’s a liar,” he snapped, before he started digging through his pockets. When he produced his cell phone, he swiped it open then tossed it at me.

As I stared at the photos on the screen, I shook my head as I moved through the gallery. “What is it? What am I looking at?”

“That woman is a Fed.”

“You know this how?” I scoffed, scowling at him over his phone.

“Because I made it my business to know.” He tightened his mouth. “She’s a Fed and he went to her. Sneaked off the other day.”

I narrowed my eyes at him. “When you just had to have the day off?”

He shrugged. “I had things to do.”

Things like stalking my—

Shit.

My, what?

I hated that I needed a frickin’ label when I loathed goddamn labels.

Boyfriend? Lover?

Cruz felt like more, but the words that described ‘more’ weren’t ones I could handle right now.

As I dealt with the repercussions of what he was saying, I murmured, “If you knew that Cruz had plans that day, and you had to because you left before he even turned up, and you also know about Cruz coming here at all hours, I’m going to assume that you haven’t just kept an eye on me but somehow, you’ve managed to get into the clubhouse.” When his glance flittered off mine, I knew I was right. Knew he’d learned about Cruz a long time ago. Maybe he’d known from the very beginning? “You stupid prick, David,” I snapped. “What the fuck do you think you’re playing at?

“Do you think the Sinners are just joking around at being an MC? Christ, they’re one-percenters! They don’t just wear cuts because it’s a fashion statement.” Swiping my hand over my hair, I didn’t stop until I could rub the back of my neck where tension was gathering like I’d been plunked dead in the center of the eye of a hurricane.

I had to believe that Maverick kept the clubhouse swept clean of tracking equipment, but somehow, David had gotten inside—

As I stared at him, questions hitting me square in the face, I took in the man who’d committed a grievous sin against my family, who had picked up on only God knew what as he spied on them as a means of spying on me, and I reasoned that, even if he wasn’t my type of guy, he was handsome.

Maybe a little skinny, a little too nerdy, but someone in the clubhouse had helped him, and the only person I could think of, the only people, were one of the clubwhores.

Not only would David be gentle where the bikers weren’t, but I knew there was a lot of resentment floating around among the sweetbutts. Not only because a lot of the council were slowly picking up Old Ladies like they were souvenirs on a trip to Greece, but because those councilors weren’t cheating on said Old Ladies. Throw in the fact that Giulia was making their lives hell by forcing them to clean, it was all a disaster just in the early stages of brewing.

Processing that wasn’t easy. I’d thought David was harmless, but I should have known he’d get jealous of Cruz. It was stupid, even