Chapter 46
On the boat, AJ and Sarah were snuggled under the blanket. "You're right, I admit it-it was a different sight to see. Thank you for forcing me to come," grinned AJ, brushing a kiss on Sarah's cheek.
"Sweetheart, if you enjoyed it so much, they offer piggy-back rides," smiled Sarah. "We could take one of those."
"Don't press you luck, Darlin'," growled AJ, watching Webb float high in the sky. "How'd you get him up there?"
"I think he didn't want you to show him up, dear," laughed Sarah. "You know the noble SEAL versus the CIA secret man thing, see which one was the bravest."
"Quick! Find something really scary and we'll make him shit his pants," said AJ, as they dipped Webb.
"AJ, that's not very nice. Clay is just being…well…Clay," replied Sarah, taking a picture of Clay on his way back up.
"Exactly what I meant. Hey, Darlin', don't waste our film on that dangerous little spy," smiled AJ. "We'll take pictures of me and you-like a happy married couple-not a third wheel."
After they reached the dock, Webb went on his way glancing longingly back at Sarah. AJ and Sarah went back to the hotel to change clothes for the day. Both were hungry and looking for someplace different to eat. Once changed and back into the car, they cruised along just looking around for something different.
"Where would you like to go, Darling? I know you had to work up an appetite," grinned AJ. "All that sun, water, and fresh air will do it to you."
"Ohhhh! Look! Pull in there and let's see what it is!" replied Sarah.
"Fuddruckers! What a strange name," AJ said, reading the sign as he pulled in and parked.
Getting out of the car, they saw that the little restaurant looked as though it was built of driftwood and had a pelican standing next to the sign with the name. Inside, people who had dined there in the past, had signed the booths where they were sitting at. The food was delicious, as AJ and Sarah soon found out.
"How come we haven't noticed this place before?" asked Sarah, eating from the large basket of crab claws she had ordered.
"Too much on our minds when we passed it, I guess, but the food's great," replied AJ reaching for another shrimp.
"We have to sign the table before we leave," returned Sarah, "It looks like a tradition here."
"What would you be signing, Darlin'?" asked AJ taking a sip of beer.
"I don't know, something profound. Do you have any ideas, AJ?" asked Sarah.
"Have seen and conquered!" laughed AJ.
"Oh, please, something a little more touching," whispered Sarah leaning across the table.
"How about AJ and Sarah, 2004." replied AJ sitting back.
"All right, but that's not very original," Sarah sighed disappointed.
When they were finished with lunch, Sarah decided she wanted to look at the T-shirts that were for sale. AJ waited for the check. Taking out his pen and looking around to make sure Sarah was nowhere in sight, he quickly wrote on the table 'AJ loves Sarah Forever'. Quickly picking up their check, he met Sarah up front. She was still going through all the T-shirts and shorts offered. Each had the logo of the seagull on them and the name of the restaurant "Fuddruckers."
"AJ, let's get a T-shirt and maybe some shorts alike," suggested Sarah flipping through the different colors.
"I don't think so, Sarah," AJ smiled watching her. "Where would I wear mine?"
"Oh, jogging, around the house, maybe to work?" Sarah giggled.
"Of course, and let's make it on a day the SECNAV was due to visit," laughed AJ. "Maybe he could change my rank to read, Admiral Fuddruckers, AJ Chegwidden, U.S. Navy."
At that Sarah completely lost it doubled over laughing so hard she had to run to the bathroom. Coming back she bought herself and Admiral Fuddrucker a gray T-shirt and presented it to him in the car. "Sarah, really you shouldn't have."
"Be kind or you'll hurt my feelings, sweetheart," she said, trying to keep from laughing. "Besides, I passed up the beautiful gold one."
"Then, Darlin', I love it and will wear it jogging, and think of you," he solemnly replied. He was so happy she had not bought the gold one.
To be continued….