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.”

mood, milling around me, jittery and

shouting at her, Ben. She tried to get away from you, but you shoved her. I saw it. You temper looked pretty

hit

away if you want me

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

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

don’t care for.” he snaps. “You screw around,

in that that wasn’t there because they wanted to be. No-one was coerced and everyone enjoyed themselves. And the same applies to

“You didn’t have to call the

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

a toe, then, “Do you really think

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

He nods, a

*****

for me, sitting in his car, working on

his face lights up

all. I was passing, so I

Coming in

all I’m being

right on cue, my

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

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

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

are

yes, and so are

body pliable in his arms, I curve into his

he says. “I have a

“Ideas?”

and light a couple of candles, then

makes his

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