Lunch Date

"Grab your purse, baby, I'll meet you out front in the car."

"Ed, where are we going?" Bron called out to Ed's back. She grabbed her bag and quickly checked her hair as she walked to the front door. Ed was sitting in the car revving the engine impatiently. Bron got in beside him and smiled sweetly. "Where we off to, Ed?"

"Into Coffs. I've got something to show you."

The road was quiet and it only took Ed just under half an hour to cover the forty-five minute trip. All the way there he gave Bron no clue as to where they were going. He eventually pulled up outside a nice restaurant beside the marina.

"You brought me all the way out here for lunch?" Bron asked, touching Ed's cheek softly.

Ed turned his head and kissed her palm before getting out the car and walking round to the passenger door, opening it and holding out his hand to help Bron out. "Why thank you, kind sir."

"I have not forgot my Southern manners," Ed replied, winking at Bron as he led her into the restaurant.

After a fantastic meal, Ed decided it was time to walk off the dessert, and taking Bron's hand, he headed off down the marina boardwalk to look at the boats. They walked for about five minutes before Ed said he needed to stop for a minute.

"Is your leg troubling you, darling?" Bron asked.

"No, I'm fine, darlin'. I just liked the look of this boat is all. What say we take a peek."

"Ed, we can't just walk onto someone's boat."

Ed didn't listen, but just carried on walking towards the boat. "Anyone on board?" He called out.

A door slide open and a head popped out of the cabin. "Mr. Hoffman, welcome, please come aboard."

Ed smiled and held out his hand for Bron, who stepped aboard in front of him. "What's going on, Ed," she whispered.

"Wait and see," was the reply she got.

"I've got all the paperwork, Mr. Hoffman. Would you like to have a look round before we get down to business?"

"No, that's fine. I'll just read through everything and then I can sign it and you can get on with your day."

Ed sat and read through the paperwork, smiled and took out his pen. He signed the bottom of the final page with a flourish and handed everything back. The man stood up and smiled as he took some keys out of his pocket and handed them to Ed.

"There you go, Mr. Hoffman, she's all yours." the man said, shaking Ed's hand and walking out of the cabin.

"Ed?"

"Yes, sweetie."

"What just happened?"

"I just bought us a boat."

The salesman smiled as he heard a delighted squeal coming from the boat, folded the bill of sale and placed it safely into his inside pocket, and headed back to his office.