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.”

milling around me, jittery and nervous. Meg

away from you, but you shoved her. I saw it. You temper looked pretty much

have hit

should stand a little further away if

and he backs away. “You don’t really think that I’m the kind of man

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

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

they wanted to be. No-one was coerced and everyone enjoyed themselves. And the same applies to Michael’s arrangements with James and

at the sand. “You didn’t have to

he thinks you’re a threat

sand with a toe, then, “Do you really think

heaven. “I can’t believe that’s a serious question. Yes, I do. You’ve apologised to me, but I don’t think

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

*****

home that evening, Ryan is waiting for me, sitting in his

lights up as he sees me. “Have you

I was passing, so I

have. Coming in for

all I’m

cue,

I go through the motions of putting water on to boil, coffee

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

to my neck where he has placed his mark on me, his

are we?” I

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

pliable in his arms, I curve into his embrace. “Coffee

“I have a

“Ideas?”

I draw curtains and light a couple of candles, then he moves to

makes

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