A Sorrow of Truths by Charlotte E Hart

Author:Charlotte E Hart [Hart, Charlotte E]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-08-11T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Gray

I knew I shouldn’t have ridden this way. I should have avoided her for another few days, ignored Beatrice’s words of moving on and letting go. She’s as bad as Malachi in my head, causing untold problems for me to either accept or dismiss. And now I’m fascinated again, needful, tempted beyond sense or reason, irrespective of those sweatpants shrouding her small frame.

“I don’t have to prove a thing to you,” she calls from behind me.

She’s right. She doesn’t.

I wave my hand at her, wondering if she will follow. She doesn’t have to do a damn thing realistically. Two options. Get on Filigree and do as she’s told or break to the left and run for it. I smile at the thought and keep walking, amused that she might try. She could even do both. Ride like the wind to get herself away from me, my truths, and her confusion.

She won’t, but she could if she wanted to.

I can’t help but glance back after a while, part hopeful that she has run for it. She hasn’t. She’s stood about three feet out from Filigree, her body poised as if about to reach for the reins. The gates close down behind her, the mechanism spooking Filigree from her near calm stance. Hannah moves closer, gently crossing the ground to get to her. I can imagine the tone of her voice now, that seductive charm she likes to use to tempt me into her bidding.

More slow steps and she eventually picks the reins up and starts walking towards me, softly towing Filigree in her wake. I nod to myself at that and carry on, unsure what the hell I’m doing again. One look at her bitching on that floor, of seeing her attitude flying about again, and I was lost in desperation. Dinner, talking, relaxation rather than scattered points in time with no reason other than passion. It’s as if the ball out here in the real world, and then her seductive technique in my apartment, and my concern for her near death seem to bind me in something I can’t avoid or deny.

My feet stop, body fully turning, and I stare at her as she makes her way to me across the fields of heather that should be making me forget. She’s stroking Filigree’s neck, smiling and running her small hands over all that muscle and tension. Damn mare whinnies quietly, nuzzling Hannah as if soothed. Annoying. My own shoulders roll at the thought, memories of those same hands all over me causing a jealousy that’s unwarranted.

“What’s her name?” she asks, eventually coming to the side of me.

“Filigree.”

She smiles and runs her hands over her again. “What’s yours?”

“What?”

“This version of you that rides horses? I’ve not met him before.”

No, I don’t suppose she has.

I look her over again, unable to keep my gaze from something I know so intimately, and try to suppress the need to put her on the floor and fuck like we should be doing. Tempting. I chuckle and move in closer, damn sure it’s the only thing that might make all this easier.

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