Tomorrow's Promises (Bellingwood Book 7) by Diane Greenwood Muir Page B

wonderful as Polly's boy."
    "Yeah, but he's gorgeous. He can get away with some of that," Bunny said.
    "He is that," Sal acknowledged. She bent over and hugged Polly. "We'll be back before it starts. If you need anything, I'll be around."
    "Thanks." Polly stood and followed her to the front door. "Thank you for everything."
    "See you tonight."
    Sal left and Polly put her hand on one of the plastic palm trees. They were ridiculous. What in the world would she do with them?
    "If I time this right, I could take a twenty minute nap before I have to get ready," Drea said. "Bunny, what about you?"
    Bunny looked back and forth between the two of them and said, "Oh, I have plenty to do to prepare for tonight. You go on, Polly."
    Polly grinned. "I love you two. See you later." She swooped up her glass of water and went into the bedroom. The shower was running, so she sat down at her desk and composed a text to Jeff Lyndsay, telling him about the arrival of Kelly Locke and her son tonight.

     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER NINE

     
    "Oof," Polly moaned, trying to shift her legs while not disturbing the dog or cats. She pried her eyes open and saw that dawn was barely breaking. There was still plenty of time to sleep. Taking a few days off from being at the barn was going to spoil her.
    The party last night had been loads of fun. She and Henry ate wedding cake and toasted each other with champagne. They'd danced and spent time with friends and family. A few of Henry's college buddies had shown up out of the blue and she was finally introduced to nearly all of his extended family. They'd come in from all over Iowa. She had no idea there were so many.
    Her aunt and uncle hadn't come over for the party and neither had any of their children. Polly wasn't surprised and as a matter of fact, was just as relieved. Spending time trying to make small talk with people who had told her how little they liked her wasn't how she wanted to spend the evening.
    Kelly Locke and her sixteen year old son, Ethan, arrived about eleven thirty, completely exhausted. Jeff showed them to their room and they were going to the hospital early this morning to spend time with Curt. From all accounts, he would be fine.
    "You're over there thinking again, aren't you?" Henry whispered.
    "I'm just enjoying the fact that I don't have to get up."
    "I can't believe you don't have a hangover."
    Polly chuckled. He didn't know that she'd quit drinking following her afternoon silliness. A glass of champagne for the toast and she'd spent the rest of the evening drinking water. The last thing she ever wanted to do was be drunk at a party she hosted. She'd experienced that once after college and it was awful. Several of her guests had gotten out of control and she'd been too drunk to deal with it. A fight ensued and Polly had done her best, but one friend had gone home furious, another two friends quit speaking to each other after that night and she felt guilty for all of it. From that time forward, she stayed in control unless someone she really trusted was there.
    "You had more to drink than I did last night," she said, turning over to face him.
    "That's what you think." He kissed her on the nose. "I had one glass of champagne. I wanted to make sure everyone else was having a good time, so I didn't think it was smart to get drunk."
    "We're a pair," she said, laughing. "That's exactly what I did."
    "One night this week we are going to just have to get totally smashed together. I want to see you all tipsy and frisky again."
    "Can you believe that after all this time, we've never gotten drunk together? I guess we're too old for that now."
    "We have at least ten more years before we're too old, right?"
    "Yep, we're still baby bunnies, innocent and sweet. But it really stinks having to be honorable and reliable all the time."
    Henry leaned up and looked down at her. "Were you ever a party animal?"
    "I had my days. Sal and I had a lot of fun in college and then there were a few