Desire Me Always by Tiffany Clare

Author:Tiffany Clare
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2015-09-22T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

After a long soak in the hipbath, Nick’s megrim had subsided, and his spirits were a little higher with the day ahead. Amelia hadn’t come back to their room, which, to him, said she was avoiding him. So be it; he hadn’t been pleasant on waking this morning. Although he knew he would have to fix what he’d done wrong later in the day.

Dressing quickly, he made his way down to the stables to procure a horse for the day. Landon could wait, and he didn’t want to face Huxley just yet.

While Amelia might not appreciate that he had to do this, there simply was no way for him to avoid what he’d been working toward for the past year. And it had to be done before they left Highgate.

The memories of what this place represented needed to end—the terrors he woke to in the night that still had the ability to haunt him and his thoughts constantly turned to this place whenever he thought about building the school. Screaming at him that this was a momentous mistake. Nick well knew that he would never find closure if his business with the vicar didn’t take precedence. If he didn’t face the only man who had ever frightened him.

He left the village without looking back. There was no time to think about this without acting; it had to be done. The sooner he did this, the sooner he could explain it to Amelia, and the sooner he could wash his hands of this place and the hold it had over him. At least, that was what he hoped.

The horse he rode frothed and champed at the bit, eager to be let loose, but Nick kept him at a steady pace so that neither of them would be injured once they entered the wood. He easily found the trail that led him to the monk’s cabin. That Amelia had spent time with one of the men from his childhood . . . it had him seeing red. Unintentionally, his heels dug into the horse’s side, and it reared up, stopping them in their tracks. Nick loosened his legs and gave the beast gentle strokes over its thick neck. “Sorry, Handsome.” Nick was sure a child had named the beast of a horse. “Didn’t mean to frighten you.”

“Two strangers in so many days” came a cracked voice that obviously belonged to an old man.

Nick spun his horse, looking for the source, and halted when he spied the man he’d been looking for last night.

“Brother John.” It was amazing that he could forget many faces after years of not seeing them, but not this man’s, who had been the old curate at the school. The man’s face was etched into his brain, so deep it was just another scar like those that marked his back.

“Do I know you, son?” The man gave him a quizzical glance.

Nick swung his leg over the horse and jumped to the ground. He towered over the man now; how odd to remember having been a frightened, small boy when he’d last seen the curate.

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