The Dysfunctional Test by Kelly Moran

Author:Kelly Moran [Moran, Kelly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Contemporary
ISBN: 9781619216624
Google: B8T3AAsqRmMC
Amazon: B00DJQYAXK
Barnesnoble: B00DJQYAXK
Publisher: Samhain Publishing
Published: 2013-09-24T04:00:00+00:00

Cam tiptoed downstairs, hoping not to wake the house. She was going to find a pint of ice cream if she had to make it herself. She didn’t care if she fit into the bridesmaid dress or not. She didn’t care if she gained a hundred pounds and had to use the handicap seat on the flight home, then waddle her way through life like a duck.

She was having ice cream. Middle-of-the-night ice cream. Pathetic.

Walking around the corner, she stepped into the kitchen and found Heather sitting at the island, eating ice cream.

“You better have saved me some. I’ll kill without it.”

Heather held out the carton. “I’ll share. What are you doing awake?” Her question ended in a horrified gasp lasting ten seconds long. Her eyes bulged as she pointed an accusatory finger. “You slept with him!”

Darn sister of hers. “Troy? Of course. We’re sharing a room. Sleeping together is required.”

Heather’s eyes narrowed, not amused in the least by her sarcasm. “You know what I mean, Camryn!”

“Do you have sexdar or something?”

“You did. You slept with him!”

Camryn whipped a glance to the hallway and back again. “Would you keep it down? You’ll wake up the house.” She grabbed the cookie dough ice cream from her sister and sat down across from her, spooning a heapful into her mouth.

Mm, cookie dough.

“What does this mean? Are you dating for real?”

“Don’t be ridiculous, Heather.”

“Why is that ridiculous?”

Camryn raised her eyebrows in response, trying for Mom’s I’m-not-too-old-to-spank-you look.

“How did it happen?”

“When a man and woman love each other…” She stopped short on her jab, realizing what she just said. There was no love involved between her and Troy. Not in the romantic sense. There never would be.

Heather didn’t seem to notice. “Knock it off. Was he good? I’ll bet he was good. He has a body like Thor.”

Camryn passed her the ice cream, not having the heart to tell her Troy’s body trumped Thor. And Green Lantern’s. “Yeah, he was good.” Not the correct adjective for what just went down upstairs, but it would do for this time of night.

“Then what are you doing down here eating ice cream? You only eat midnight ice cream if something’s wrong.” When she didn’t answer, Heather bombarded her again like a fanatical reporter. “You freaked out, didn’t you?”

“I did not freak out.”

Heather passed the carton back to her. “You did too. You freaked out. Or you two had a fight. Make-up sex is the best. You should go upstairs and…”

Camryn had enough. She whipped a spoonful of cookie dough ice cream at Heather. It landed dead center on her forehead, then plopped to the granite countertop.

Heather’s jaw dropped. “Did you just throw ice cream at me?”

“Yes. I’m not sorry, either. You should shut up once in a while.”

“I’m going to ignore that,” she said, pretending to be dignified despite appearances otherwise.

Of course she’d ignore her. Everyone did. Heather wiped the ice cream off her face with a nearby napkin and stared at her long enough for Camryn to know another brilliant insight was forthcoming.

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