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.”

me, jittery and nervous. Meg

get away from you, but you shoved her.

have hit her.” He

stand a little further away

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

the dogs are reading you, your body language. They’re not happy. I barely know you,

care for.” he snaps. “You screw around, and you admitted to fucking my brother and

and everyone enjoyed themselves. And

glumly at the sand. “You didn’t have to call

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

with a toe, then, “Do

I don’t think it’s me you should be talking to.

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

*****

is waiting for me, sitting

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

I was passing, so I

Coming in for

coffee is all

right on cue, my panties are

putting water

my waist, his face close

cheek, the line of my jaw and down to my neck where he

horny, are

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

his arms, I curve

“I

“Ideas?”

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

makes his

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