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 shows her teeth to

and shouting 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

should stand a little further away

backs away. “You don’t really

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

snaps. “You screw around, and you admitted

coerced and everyone enjoyed themselves. And the same applies to

sand. “You didn’t

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

toe, then, “Do you really

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

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

*****

return home that evening, Ryan is waiting for me, sitting in his car,

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

was passing, so I thought

have. Coming in for

all

on cue, my

of putting

waist, his

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 velvet band I wear around my neck, his

horny, are we?”

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

his arms, I curve into

he says. “I have a few

“Ideas?”

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

makes his

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