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.”

around me, jittery and nervous. Meg

screaming and shouting at her, Ben. She tried to get away from you, but you shoved her. I

have hit her.” He sounds

stand a little further away if you want me to

backs away. “You don’t really think

Even the dogs are reading you, your body language. They’re not happy. I barely know you, but

snaps. “You screw around, and you admitted to fucking my brother

wanted to be. No-one was coerced and everyone enjoyed themselves. And the same applies to Michael’s arrangements with James and Charlotte. It’s nothing

the sand. “You didn’t have to

James. He asked Francis to call them. If he thinks you’re a threat to Charlotte, on another occasion I’m not sure he’d bother with the

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

heaven. “I can’t believe that’s a serious question. Yes, I do. You’ve apologised to me, but I don’t think it’s me you should be talking to. I think you really should be apologising to James, Charlotte and

He nods, a sharp down-thrust of his chin, and then jogs back the

*****

evening, Ryan is waiting for me, sitting

and his face lights up as he sees me. “Have

all. I was passing, so I thought

have. Coming

is all

right on cue,

go through the motions of putting

my waist, his face

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

horny, are we?”

fallen angel, “Oh, yes, and so are you. Don’t think I

his arms, I curve into

“I have

“Ideas?”

curtains and light a couple of candles,

he makes

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