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

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

have hit her.” He sounds

little further away if you want

and he backs away. “You don’t really think

you, your body language. They’re not happy. I barely know you, but quite a bit of

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

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. It’s nothing to do

at the sand. “You didn’t

do it. You heard James. He asked Francis to call them. If he thinks you’re a

the sand with a toe, then, “Do you

to 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 be apologising to James,

sea. He nods, a sharp

*****

me, sitting in his car, working on

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

all. I was passing, so I thought

have. Coming in for

is all I’m being

right on cue, my panties

through the motions of putting water on to boil,

hands resting on my waist,

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

are

fallen angel, “Oh, yes, and so are you.

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

“I

“Ideas?”

draw curtains and light a couple of

he makes his

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