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.”

are picking up my mood, milling around me, jittery and nervous. Meg shows her teeth to

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

wouldn’t have hit her.” He

you should stand a little further away if you want

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

dogs. “What do I make of you, Ben? Even the dogs are reading you, your body language.

for.” he snaps. “You screw around, and you admitted to

was no-one involved in that that wasn’t there because they wanted to be. No-one was coerced and everyone enjoyed themselves. And the same applies to Michael’s arrangements with James and Charlotte.

“You

them. If he thinks you’re a threat to Charlotte, on another occasion I’m not sure he’d

a toe, then, “Do

think it’s me you should be talking to. I think you really should be apologising to James,

in the eye, instead staring out to sea. He nods,

*****

Ryan is waiting for me, sitting in his car, working on a tablet on

his face lights up as

all. I was passing, so I thought I’d surprise

Coming in for

is all

cue, my panties are

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

hands resting on my waist,

my jaw and down to my neck where he has placed his mark on me, his ownership; the velvet

are

of a fallen angel, “Oh, yes, and

body pliable in his arms, I curve into his

says. “I

“Ideas?”

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

he makes his

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