there aren’t too many
other ladies who have the exact same name as you.”
“I wrote on the paper I wanted a handsome
prince to sweep me off my feet to rescue me. I sealed the note
inside the bottle and threw it overboard from my father’s yacht
twelve months ago.”
“Can we have a good friendly talk?” asked
Wade.
Anneli sat pulling Wade down to a sitting
position. Their feet were inches away from the surface of the
water.
Wade reached out to wipe the tears from her
face. “I’m definitely no prince. I’d love a chance to live up to
your expectations. To be the hero you’re longing for.”
“I’d love to give you the chance.”
Wade placed his arm around Anneli’s
waist.
She leaned in. Slowly her heart started to
warm towards Wade. She’d give him his chance to be her hero. She
didn’t have anything to lose by waiting. Wrapping her arms around
him she closed her eyes to the warm feeling surging through her
veins.
The couple sat in the dark cuddling, looking
out across the ocean. The breeze started to strengthen causing the
waves to increase in size. The temperature quickly dropped at least
three degrees. The sliver of moonlight shining across the calm sea
vanished.
“I know of a great place,” hinted Wade.
“Please say you want to see it.”
“It’s the middle of the night.”
“It’s actually two in the morning. The place
I’m thinking of has a great view at sunrise. If we leave now we’ll
be in time to see the first rays.”
“It sounds like a wonderful way to see in
Christmas day.”
Dragging Anneli to a standing position, Wade
led the way back to his yacht.
“Charlotte looks more appealing every time I
see her,” confessed Anneli, stopping momentarily to absorb the
yacht’s appearance. “She still smells new.”
“I told you there’s something unique about
this boat. It seems to draw you in. I need you stand right where
you are, I’ll be one minute.”
Wade opened a hatch cover in the deck near
the stern of the boat. He clasped a strap around each of his wrists
so he could heave a motorbike onto the deck. A minute later he
wheeled the craft off the yacht. He winked at Anneli before
scurrying back into Charlotte. In seconds he came back carrying a
small blue plastic container. Wade dived back down the stairs. When
he returned he brought a fifteen foot long green canvas bag. He
jumped onto the wharf, placing it next to the bike.
“Do you want to tell me what’s in the
bag?”
“Five aluminum poles,” confessed Wade. “I’d
like to keep what they’re used for a secret till later.”
Scrunching her nose, Anneli decided to hide
the fact she felt a little awkward over not hearing the answer to
her query.
Wade quickly tried to smooth things over by
changing the subject. “I think I should motor Charlotte out to
deeper water. I’m not sure if the old timer is correct or not. At
any rate, I think there’s heavy rain on the way. If I leave her
tied up she might be damaged. What do you say to a two minute
cruise before we start our short trip?”
“I love the idea,” shrieked Anneli.
She helped untie the ropes tethering
Charlotte to the pylons and scrambled onboard. Wade turned the
ignition key. Under their feet they felt a vibration. Wade revved
the engine and turned the wheel, easing Charlotte away from the
wharf.
Two hundred feet from the shore line Wade cut
the engine, dropping the anchor overboard. He stood looking at
Anneli, showering his memory in her radiant beauty. She seemed to
have enjoyed the freedom of being the only other person around. She
broke into a smile at the same time the sea breeze teased the tips
of her hair. She looked picture perfect. It was as though the
artist fussed over the exact colours to capture every minuscule
detail.
Anneli looked his way which heightened the
electricity flowing through his body.
Wade walked over. “You are indeed a beautiful
woman,” he declared. “Your eyes outshine the brightest
diamond.”
Anneli’s
other ladies who have the exact same name as you.”
“I wrote on the paper I wanted a handsome
prince to sweep me off my feet to rescue me. I sealed the note
inside the bottle and threw it overboard from my father’s yacht
twelve months ago.”
“Can we have a good friendly talk?” asked
Wade.
Anneli sat pulling Wade down to a sitting
position. Their feet were inches away from the surface of the
water.
Wade reached out to wipe the tears from her
face. “I’m definitely no prince. I’d love a chance to live up to
your expectations. To be the hero you’re longing for.”
“I’d love to give you the chance.”
Wade placed his arm around Anneli’s
waist.
She leaned in. Slowly her heart started to
warm towards Wade. She’d give him his chance to be her hero. She
didn’t have anything to lose by waiting. Wrapping her arms around
him she closed her eyes to the warm feeling surging through her
veins.
The couple sat in the dark cuddling, looking
out across the ocean. The breeze started to strengthen causing the
waves to increase in size. The temperature quickly dropped at least
three degrees. The sliver of moonlight shining across the calm sea
vanished.
“I know of a great place,” hinted Wade.
“Please say you want to see it.”
“It’s the middle of the night.”
“It’s actually two in the morning. The place
I’m thinking of has a great view at sunrise. If we leave now we’ll
be in time to see the first rays.”
“It sounds like a wonderful way to see in
Christmas day.”
Dragging Anneli to a standing position, Wade
led the way back to his yacht.
“Charlotte looks more appealing every time I
see her,” confessed Anneli, stopping momentarily to absorb the
yacht’s appearance. “She still smells new.”
“I told you there’s something unique about
this boat. It seems to draw you in. I need you stand right where
you are, I’ll be one minute.”
Wade opened a hatch cover in the deck near
the stern of the boat. He clasped a strap around each of his wrists
so he could heave a motorbike onto the deck. A minute later he
wheeled the craft off the yacht. He winked at Anneli before
scurrying back into Charlotte. In seconds he came back carrying a
small blue plastic container. Wade dived back down the stairs. When
he returned he brought a fifteen foot long green canvas bag. He
jumped onto the wharf, placing it next to the bike.
“Do you want to tell me what’s in the
bag?”
“Five aluminum poles,” confessed Wade. “I’d
like to keep what they’re used for a secret till later.”
Scrunching her nose, Anneli decided to hide
the fact she felt a little awkward over not hearing the answer to
her query.
Wade quickly tried to smooth things over by
changing the subject. “I think I should motor Charlotte out to
deeper water. I’m not sure if the old timer is correct or not. At
any rate, I think there’s heavy rain on the way. If I leave her
tied up she might be damaged. What do you say to a two minute
cruise before we start our short trip?”
“I love the idea,” shrieked Anneli.
She helped untie the ropes tethering
Charlotte to the pylons and scrambled onboard. Wade turned the
ignition key. Under their feet they felt a vibration. Wade revved
the engine and turned the wheel, easing Charlotte away from the
wharf.
Two hundred feet from the shore line Wade cut
the engine, dropping the anchor overboard. He stood looking at
Anneli, showering his memory in her radiant beauty. She seemed to
have enjoyed the freedom of being the only other person around. She
broke into a smile at the same time the sea breeze teased the tips
of her hair. She looked picture perfect. It was as though the
artist fussed over the exact colours to capture every minuscule
detail.
Anneli looked his way which heightened the
electricity flowing through his body.
Wade walked over. “You are indeed a beautiful
woman,” he declared. “Your eyes outshine the brightest
diamond.”
Anneli’s
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