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.”

mood, milling around me, jittery and

were screaming and shouting at her, Ben. She tried to get away from you, but you shoved her.

hit her.” He

should stand a little further away if you want

really think that I’m the kind of man that attacks

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

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

there because they wanted to be. No-one was coerced and everyone enjoyed themselves.

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

do it. You heard James. He asked Francis to call them. If he thinks you’re a threat to Charlotte, on another occasion I’m not sure he’d bother

with a toe, then, “Do

question. Yes, I do. You’ve apologised to me, but I don’t think it’s me you should be talking

me in the eye, instead staring out to sea. He nods, a sharp down-thrust

*****

is waiting for me, sitting in his car, working on a tablet on

up as he

I was passing, so I thought I’d

have. Coming in

is all I’m being

on cue, my panties are

the motions of putting water on to boil, coffee in cups

me, his hands resting on my waist, his face close to

jaw and down to my neck where he has

are we?”

angel, “Oh, yes, and so are

arms, I curve into his

says. “I have a few

“Ideas?”

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

makes

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