When We're Thirty by Casey Dembowski

Author:Casey Dembowski [Dembowski, Casey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: chicklit, love, Marriage, dating, romance, humor
Publisher: Red Adept Publishing, LLC
Published: 2021-04-26T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 26

Hannah

Hannah poured another round of wine—rosé, in memory of summer. Kate and Madison had come over for an evening cocktail since Will had a business dinner on her first Friday off in two weeks. They sat on the balcony, the sights and sounds of the city washing over them. Madison clinked her glass against Hannah’s and Kate’s.

“What are we toasting?” Kate asked, though she didn’t wait to take a sip.

Madison waved her glass toward the view. “Global warming, for giving us this fabulously warm day in November?”

“But the polar bears,” Hannah said with a giggle. There’d been too much wine and not enough food or sleep.

“We’ll make a donation,” Madison said. “In lieu of wedding favors, we’ll donate to the polar bears. I’m texting Jon right now.”

Hannah snatched the phone from her hand. “They are at an important dinner.”

Madison rolled her eyes. “Please. This is just another way for Jonathan to force the boys to spend time with him. He calls up some golf buddy and acts like he wants to invest, blah, blah, blah. He hasn’t invited Will to one in ages.”

Hannah tried to keep her expression neutral, but inside, fireworks were going off. The pact was working.

“Drama, drama, drama.” Kate took another sip of her wine. “I don’t know how you two deal with it.”

“Wine, a poker face, and The Real Housewives,” Madison said.

“The Real Housewives?” Hannah and Kate asked at the same time, causing another round of giggles.

“Trust me, it will make you feel so much better about yourself and your life choices.”

“Hannah prefers streaming Jersey Shore for that.”

If she’d had something to throw at Kate, she would’ve. Hannah settled for giving her the finger. Kate stuck her tongue out.

“They’re from New York,” Hannah said. “Do you think we Jerseyans like the New Yorker descent every summer?”

“We talked about this.” Madison pointed her finger precariously close to Hannah’s nose. “You are a New Yorker—say it!”

“What?”

“Scream it from this balcony.”

Hannah looked to Kate for support, but her best friend motioned toward the railing. “You heard her.”

There was no way out of this. Both Madison and Kate stared at her expectantly. The longer she waited, the more likely one of them would make her yell something worse. Soon, they would be playing the Penis Game or yelling “tampon” at the top of their lungs. That wouldn’t endear her to the neighbors—not in this neighborhood. She put her wine glass down and stood up, setting her shoulders.

Hannah gripped the railing and shouted, “I AM A NEW YORKER!”

Hoots and hollers sounded behind her. Triumphant, she whirled around and found herself staring into the tired and confused eyes of her husband.

“Hi,” she said. God, he looked hot in that suit. A part of her wanted to skip across the small space and wrap her arms around him, pulling him down into a much-too-public display of affection. The rest of her—the part not muddled by wine and warmth—knew that tonight was not the time for that, not when he had that completely drained look in his eyes.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.