this madness of now

Remi was lucky that Ronin knew how to stop the his wagon, and the mare got the message easily enough and they rolled to a rickety halt on the beach. ”Caught it did you? And I suppose that lovely fishmonger up there would attest to that?” It was with a broad and much too bright grin that Ronin jumped down from the seat, sauntering across the sand to his husband and sweeping into an exaggerated bow. ”I have brought you a marvellous present, thank you very much. You are being quite ungrateful.” Straightening up, he drew closer to Remi and gestured grandly to the structure behind him. ”Is this not at least as good as that contraption you were making?” The dark disapproval was met with an equally dark smile of amusement, and Ronin leant in to steal a remarkably sweet kiss from Remi’s lips. ”Tell me you like it - go on.” RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you.