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,

her, Ben. She tried to get away from you, but you shoved her. I

have hit her.” He

little further away if

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

you, Ben? Even the dogs are reading you, your body language. They’re not happy. I barely know you, but quite a bit of what I’ve seen,

about you that I don’t care for.” he snaps.

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

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

Francis to call them. If he thinks you’re a threat to

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

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, Charlotte and especially to

won’t look me in the eye, instead staring out to sea. He nods, a

*****

is waiting for me, sitting in his car,

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

was passing, so

Coming in for

coffee is all I’m

cue,

through the motions of putting water on to boil, coffee

hands resting on my waist, his face close

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

horny, are we?”

yes, and so are you. Don’t think I don’t

arms, I curve into his embrace.

“I have a few

“Ideas?”

while I draw curtains and light

makes his

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