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, jittery and nervous. Meg shows her teeth to

but you shoved her. I saw it. You temper looked pretty much out of control to

hit

stand a little further away if you want me to

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

Even the dogs are reading you, your body language. They’re

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

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

“You didn’t have to call the

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

with a toe, then, “Do you

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

sea. He nods, a sharp down-thrust of his chin, and then jogs back the way he

*****

that evening, Ryan is waiting for me, sitting in his

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

was passing,

have. Coming in for

is all I’m

right on cue, my panties

through the motions of putting water on to boil, coffee

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

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

are we?”

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

I

“I

“Ideas?”

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

he makes

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