Garnet Flats (The Edens) by Devney Perry

Author:Devney Perry [Perry, Devney]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Devney Perry LLC
Published: 2022-07-25T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

FOSTER

“Fuck, it’s cold.” Jasper rubbed his hands together, blowing on them as he bounced on his toes in the ring.

“I need to buy more space heaters.” I rubbed my temples. If only this headache would go away.

But it wouldn’t. Because the headache was directly tied to my furnace—the furnace that had quit working five days ago. I’d come home from my dinner with Talia to a freezing cold gym.

I probably should have expected it with how hard the damn thing had been running since I’d bought this place. I should have had someone inspect it earlier.

The guy who’d come to look at it Saturday had laughed, saying I was lucky it had worked this long.

There was no repairing it. If this had been Vegas, I probably would have had a new one that same day. Except this was Quincy and they’d needed to order a replacement because the two they had on hand were spoken for. My furnace wouldn’t arrive until Friday.

So for the past five days, I’d been heating the gym and apartment with electric space heaters.

“Of course this doesn’t happen in the spring or summer,” I told Jasper. “Has to happen on the coldest damn week of the year.”

The high today was forecasted to be three. Three fucking degrees above zero.

“My toes are numb,” he grumbled.

“Mine too.” Most of the heaters were in the apartment, making sure it stayed warm enough for Kadence. The ones out here were barely cutting the chill. The gym was simply too big and the temperature too low.

“I’m not cut out for Montana,” he said.

I scoffed. “I’m not sure I am either.”

This morning, I’d taken Kadence to school dressed like a marshmallow in her bibs, puffer coat, boots, hat and mittens. The snow was a novelty for her, part of the adventure. But even she’d complained about the cold, and on the ride to school this morning, she’d been sullen and quiet.

“Okay.” I rolled my shoulders and jumped up and down, gearing up for whatever else Jasper had planned for today’s training session. We’d been at it for hours, each of us pushing hard simply because if we were moving, we weren’t freezing. “What’s next?”

“I want to practice some sweeps. I’ve been studying videos from Savage’s previous fights and I noticed a pattern in his later rounds. When he gets gassed, he sinks into his heels. Might be an opportunity to sweep for a takedown.”

“All right.” I cracked my neck and got into my fighting stance, arms raised.

Jasper mirrored my position, facing off.

I stopped worrying about the cold. I stopped thinking about anything outside of this ring. I focused on my opponent, ready to jab, fake a kick by raising my knee, then sweep my lead leg against his, hoping to get him off-balance.

Except before I could move, the chime of my phone filled the air.

“Ah. Sorry.” I rushed to the side of the ring. The school’s name flashed on the screen. “Hello?”

“Is this Foster?” a woman asked.

“Yes.”

“This is Denise, the school nurse.

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