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

you, but you shoved her. I saw it. You temper looked

have hit her.” He sounds

little further away if

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

Even the dogs are reading you, your body language. They’re not

care for.” he snaps. “You screw around, and

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

the sand. “You didn’t have to call

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

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

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

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

*****

evening, Ryan is waiting for me,

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

all. I was passing, so

Coming in for

all I’m being

right on cue, my

the motions of putting

resting on my waist, his face close to mine as

him, stroking my cheek, the line of my jaw and down to my neck where he has placed his mark

are

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

in his arms, I curve into

he says. “I have a few

“Ideas?”

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

makes his

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