reverent whisper.
“What did you say? What? The boat? Which one is it?” Tess asked.
“Which one is she?” he corrected. “There she is,” he said, pointing. “Just look at her!”
“Humph. You sound like you’re in love, Cochran. It’s only a boat.”
“But what a boat! Man, I’d give my eyeteeth to own her. C’mon, let’s go.” He didn’t wait. Couldn’t.
He lifted his bag and Tess’s over the rail and stepped onto the aft deck, loving the feel of it beneath his feet. He went up to check the fuel level first, then viewed the controls to make certain the boat was adequate for their needs. “Who am I kidding?” he asked himself. “This baby has everything. State of the art.”
“Good grief. You sound like a kid who just got his first bike,” she said. When he turned, he saw her exploring the saloon.
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