Wednesday 11 September 2024

The Islands in the Bay – Chapter (091) In Sharpington Marina

 


When Debbie guided the Sloop into the mooring Daryn jumped off onto the jetty and secured the boat fore and aft and then took Debbie’s
  hand and helped her off.

“I really enjoyed that” he said

“Me too” she concurred and that was the moment when they were face to face in the evening sunshine when he could have kissed her, he wanted to, and she wanted him to, so before he lost his nerve, he kissed her.

“That was wonderful” Debbie said “But…”

“There’s a but?” he retorted

“Unfortunately yes” she confirmed

“Oh, there’s someone else” he 

“No,” she said emphatically

“What then?”

 “I’m just desperate for a pee” Debbie replied, and they both laughed, then he grabbed her hand and ran down the jetty.

“Not too fast” she giggled “I’ll wet myself”

 

After she’d relieved herself in the Marina Lavatory and tidied her hair and makeup she reappeared and found Daryn sitting on a capstan.

“Better?” he asked

“Much” she replied with a giggle

“I thought we could eat at L'uccello Canto, if that’s ok with you” he said

“Absolutely, that’s my favourite restaurant” she enthused and put her arm through his.

 

It was dark when they left the restaurant after they had enjoyed an excellent meal and a glass or two of wine and as they walked along the promenade he asked

“Did you have a pee before we left the restaurant?”

“Yes, why?”

“Because I want to kiss you again” he said as he turned to face her

“And I don’t want any interruptions”

“Oh ok” she responded and then he kissed her in the moonlight, a prolonged and passionate kiss which led to them making love that night aboard the Sea Nymph in Sharpington Marina.

 

They started the next morning by making love again before walking into Sharpington for breakfast, so it was midmorning by the time they set sail and as the wind was against them it was a much slower crossing, but they were happy with that, as they stood side by side at the helm.

It was late afternoon when they navigated their way into the mouth of the Spanish River and while she was manoeuvring the sloop alongside the quay, he received a text from Adam Jandrell.

“How would you like to go to dinner tonight?” He asked

“I thought you were getting the last ferry” she replied

“I was”

“But you’re not now?” she asked hopefully

“No, I’m staying another night” he replied

“So are you on for dinner?”

“Of course I am” she said and hugged him

“And if you play your cards right you could stay for breakfast” he added

“Now you’re talking” she said and kissed him

 

After mooring the Sea Nymph they walked hand in hand down the tow path to the carpark and shared a goodbye kiss.

Debbie was rushing home to clean herself up and get into a posh frock ready for their dinner date, and her best underwear for afters.

 

Over dinner he explained why he was staying on the island for the extra night, it was because he was meeting with Project Manager Adam Jandrell on Monday morning about some stonemasonry work on St Clara’s Church. 

“And you know what that means?” he said, and she just looked at him blankly

“It means I’m going to be spending more time on the islands” he said, and a smile played around her mouth

“How much more?” she asked suspiciously

“Months” he replied, and the smile spread over her face

 

That night they made love in the comfort of a four-poster bed at the Beaumont Manor Hotel, which felt like a special celebration of their developing relationship which was now a burgeoning love.

 

The next day they said a very special goodbye in his room before they went their separate ways, Debbie to Roman Water Farm and Daryn to Spaniards Creek for his significant  meeting with Adam Jandrell on the site on the west of the river.

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