Whispered Truths (God's Reapers MC #2)

Strain.
David hasn’t spoken to Olivia since it happened. She doesn’t know how to get through to him but he needs to know the truth. But if she can’t get through to him then David wont know that there is still a mole in the God’s Reapers.

Betrayal.
As far as he’s concerned, Olivia betrayed him and he wasn’t sure he could forgive. But when new information is brought to light he starts to wonder if maybe the betrayal was coming from someone else entirely. Despite his anger David must deal with Olivia who may be the only person he can trust.

Trust.
The two of them may not be on the best terms but they both want the same thing and for now they’ll have to work together in secret to find the traitor in their midst. But the stakes are high and as they dig deeper David and Olivia begin to find out secrets that may be better meant to stay buried.

EXCERPT

“I’m sorry,” he said, and he finally looked at her eyes. David could feel tears in his. He would never let them fall, but they were there. Tears for everything he had ever loved and held dear that had just crashed around him. “I’m sorry about coming to your apartment and attacking you. I can make all these excuses for what I did, but I won’t do that. I was wrong and I did the wrong thing and I’m sorry.”

“I looked for you at the raid,” Olivia said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I was frantic looking for you. I was terrified I was going to find you in handcuffs. I was so relieved when your name wasn’t on the list of people arrested. I don’t want you to go to jail. You don’t belong there.”

“Where do I belong?” he asked, walking towards her and destroying the space that had grown between them. “My only home was this club, and now it’s in pieces.” He was in front of her again. Again, there was only inches between them. David brought his hand up and caressed her cheek, letting his rough hands touch her soft skin. She closed her eyes and leaned into his touch. His hand moved to her chin, and he held it lightly, moving her towards him. The kiss was like none they had before. It was soft and gentle and slow. He pressed his bruised and cut lips against her perfect ones. Gently, they kissed under the moonlight.