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.

screaming and shouting at her, Ben. She tried to get away from you, but you shoved her. I saw it. You temper looked pretty much out of control

hit

stand a little further away if you want

really think that I’m the kind of man

do I make of you, Ben? Even the dogs are reading you, your body language. They’re not happy. I barely

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

No-one was coerced and everyone enjoyed themselves. And the same applies

stares glumly at the sand. “You

call them. If he thinks you’re a threat to Charlotte, on

with a toe, then, “Do you really

do. You’ve apologised to me, but I don’t think it’s me you

look me in the eye, instead staring out to sea. He nods, a sharp down-thrust of his

*****

return home that evening, Ryan is waiting for me, sitting in his car, working on a tablet on

his face lights up as he sees me. “Have you been waiting

was passing, so I thought I’d

have. Coming in for

all I’m being

cue, my

I go through the motions of putting water on to

hands resting on my waist, his face close to

down to my neck where he has placed his mark on me, his ownership; the velvet band I wear around my neck, his

are we?” I

and so

I curve into his embrace. “Coffee

he says. “I

“Ideas?”

bedroom, he waits quietly while I draw curtains and light a couple of candles, then he moves to stands

makes

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