Page 107 of Bragg's Match


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She smiles at me. “Always mothering us even when you’re lying on the floor of your bathroom puking your guts out.”

“I think I’m done puking.”

“Ha!” Ashlyn chuckles. “If you are pregnant, you won’t be done puking until the baby comes out. Have fun.”

Eden pats my hand. “I’ll be right back.”

“Let’s calculate the odds of Soleil being pregnant,” Ashlyn suggests once Eden is gone.

“Calculate the odds? Did you forget you suck at math?” Moon asks.

“I don’t suck at math.”

“Why did you cheat on all your math tests if you don’t suck at math?”

Ashlyn wiggles her eyebrows. “Maybe I was aiming for Rowan to tutor me.”

Moon snorts. “Try again. Rowan was in college when we were in high school.”

Harmony joins me on the floor. “You must be feeling like complete shit if you’re not shutting down the Ashlyn and Moon show.”

“It’s keeping me distracted,” I admit.

“Do you think it’s true Ashlyn tried to kiss Rowan when she was in sixth grade and he was a senior in high school?” she asks.

“I think it’s a miracle Rowan’s ex-wife is still alive.”

Ashlyn smirks. “Who says the bitch is still alive?”

“Um, me?” Moon raises her hand. “Since you never asked me to help you bury the body.”

“Maybe I buried the body on my own.”

“Ha! You get dirt under your fingernails?”

“I used to get dirt under my fingernails all the time when we’d sneak off after my older sister and her boyfriend to find out what they did when they were alone.”

Moon waves a hand in front of her face. “Aspen and Lyric together were hot. I’m glad they figured out their shit and got married.”

Harmony leans close to whisper to me, “My brain hurts from trying to follow their conversation.”

Before I can agree, Eden rushes into the room. “I did it! No one saw me come here.”

“And if they did, they’ll think the test is for you. Sneaky. I knew there was a reason I liked you,” Ashlyn says.

“Shine only had three kinds of pregnancy tests atNature Coop,” Eden says as she lays them on the vanity.

“I’m surprised she has any at all,” I say.

Moon snorts. “Are you serious? The gossip gals insisted she stock them because they’re, quote ‘ready for grandchildren’ end quote.”

“Ready for grandchildren?” Ashlyn’s nose scrunches. “They already have grandchildren. I have a kid and two of my sisters have kids.”

Moon shrugs. “She probably meant more grandchildren.”

“I don’t—”

“Enough!” I shout. “I appreciate you putting on the Moon and Ashlyn show to distract me while we waited for Eden to return, but enough is enough.”

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