GARNET FLATS, a small-town, second-chance romance from USA Today Bestselling Author, Devney Perry, is available now!
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He’s steadfast. He’s determined. And he won’t stop fighting until he’s won her heart…
Talia Eden loved Foster Madden for one year, two months and eleven days. It was on day 438 that her love died. The day he chose to marry her best friend. The day she vowed never to think of Foster again.
Until years later when he has the audacity to show up in her small hometown of Quincy, begging for her help.
The ink on his divorce papers is barely dry, yet he comes armed with apologies and promises. She knows it’s all a ploy. Foster is the king of games and secrets. But he’s got delusions the size of Montana if he thinks she’ll help him train for a world championship fight.
Except Talia has forgotten exactly what made Foster famous. The man has dedicated his life to victory. He’s steadfast. He’s determined. And he won’t stop fighting until he’s won her heart.
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“There’s a lot to talk about. If you’ve got to get back to work, then tonight. What do you say? Dinner?”
Her arms cinched tighter across her chest and she started walking again. “No. I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“Because I don’t want to see you, Foster. I don’t want you in my town.”
Her nostrils flared.
Shit. I’d always loved Talia’s steady nature. When others would panic, she’d stay calm. It was part of the reason I’d known she’d make an incredible doctor. But every now and then, she’d get mad. And when someone pushed the right buttons, Talia Eden had a temper unmatched.
So before it blew and I really pissed her off, I changed the subject.
“There’s a lot to be done to fix this place up. That orange wall has got to go. But I think the building itself will work. I’m going to set the ring up here.” Marking an outline in the dust, I walked a square in the center of the floor, then pointed around the room as I spoke. “I’ll put mats in that corner. Hang heavy bags from that beam. Bring in a treadmill and stationary bike.”
“You can’t be serious about this.”
“I am. I’ve got a fight in March and am having a hard time focusing in Vegas. A change of scenery should help. Maybe some fresh faces. You were always good at keeping me focused. Maybe I could enlist your help.”
She gave a slight head shake. It was the same look people had after you rang their bell. I had her head spinning. “You’re asking me to help you get ready for a fight?”
No, I was asking her to dinner. “Something like that. We could talk about it tonight.”
“Dinner, Tally.” It was a mistake to use her nickname. I knew it the moment her expression blanked. Gone was the confusion. Gone was the anger.
She shut me out faster than I could blink.
“Get out of Quincy, Foster.” She marched across the floor. “I don’t want you here.”
The cold air rushed inside as she ripped open the door and stormed outside.
“Fuck.” I dragged a hand over my face. A pop of teal velvet caught my eye.
She’d dropped it on the floor.
I walked over and picked it up, holding it in my hand for a long moment.
Was I pushing too hard? Too fast? That was the only way I knew how to go. But it was exactly how I’d lost Talia in the first place.
Round one was over. And I’d gotten my fucking ass kicked.
About Devney Perry:
Devney is a USA Today bestselling author. Born and raised in Montana, she loves writing books set in her treasured home state. After working in the technology industry for nearly a decade, she abandoned conference calls and project schedules to enjoy a slower pace at home with her husband and two sons. Writing one book, let alone many, was not something she ever expected to do. But now that she’s discovered her true passion for writing romance, she has no plans to ever stop. Devney loves hearing from readers! Connect with her on social media.
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