Choosing Her Lover

Chapter 30

‘A Conspiracy of Ravens’

 

Part Four

A Conspiracy of Ravens

My morning walk with the dogs: there is a figure jogging towards me on the beach, a small dog trotting at his heels. I turn to walk the other way.

“Kirstie!” Ben’s voice carries on the breeze. “Kirstie....”

I ignore him and keep walking.

After a minute or so, there is panting and Ben appears at my side, breathing heavily.

“Kirstie, please….”

Perhaps I should find another place to walk….

“…. We need to talk,” he says.

“I don’t think so. I saw your idea of talking.” I keep moving, stepping up my pace a little, doing everything I can to discourage the conversation.

“Please, Kirstie. Do you want me to apologise? Alright, I apologise. Is that good enough for you?”

I stop, turning to face him. “What exactly are you apologising for?”

His face falls. “I’m apologising for losing my temper as I did. It came as a bit of a shock, everything that you said, that Michael said.”

“And for threatening Charlotte?”

Now he reddens. “I wasn’t threatening her.”

my mood, milling around me, jittery and nervous. Meg shows

away from you, but you shoved her. I

hit her.”

a little further away if

away. “You don’t really think that I’m the kind

wave around me, indicating the dogs. “What do I make of you, Ben? Even the dogs are reading you, your body language. They’re not happy. I barely know you,

don’t care for.” he snaps. “You screw around, and you admitted to fucking my

was coerced and everyone enjoyed themselves. And the same applies to

at the sand. “You didn’t have

thinks you’re a threat to Charlotte, on another occasion I’m

at the sand with a toe, then, “Do you really think I behaved that

think it’s me

out to sea. He nods, a sharp down-thrust of his chin, and

*****

me, sitting in his car, working on a tablet on his

up as he sees me. “Have

I was passing, so I thought I’d

Coming in

coffee is all

on cue, my

go through the motions of putting water

his hands resting on my waist, his face close to mine as he nibbles

me to face him, stroking my cheek, the line of my jaw and down to my neck where he has placed his mark on me, his ownership; the velvet band I wear around my neck, his gift to

horny, are

and so are you. Don’t think I don’t know

pliable in his arms, I curve into his

says. “I have

“Ideas?”

and light a

he makes

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