DRAGON’S GEM (BRIDES FOR BEASTS: DRAGONS #5) BY KYM DILLON, CANDACE AYERS EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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Gemma
The shrill ringtone jolts me awake and my fingers blindly feel around for
the device.
“The check is in the mail,” I mumble, not even bothering to open my
eyes or peel my face off the couch cushion. I make a feeble attempt to sit
up, but it proves too much of a struggle so I end up flopping back down, the
familiar heaviness of exhaustion weighing on me like a lead blanket.
It takes a moment for my brain to catch up with my mouth but when it
does, I squint at the caller ID, bracing myself for yet another automated
debt collector’s robocall. Instead, it’s my landlord. Crap.
“Gemma, that’s what you always say,” the man sighs, his tone a mix of
exasperation and pity. “I stopped buying your BS months ago.”
I rub my eyes trying to blink away the Sandman. I was up until the wee
hours editing my latest ASMR YouTube video before I passed out in a daze
of exhaustion. Judging by the pinkish-orange glow outside, I guess I
managed to snatch about two and a half hours of sleep.
“Yes, Mr. Finkelstein, I know, I know. Just give me a little more time to
get things squared away.”
Finkelstein growls on the other end. “Yeah, yeah, I’ve heard enough of
your excuses to last me a lifetime. I’m sorry, Gemma, I hate to do this, but if
you can’t come up with back rent and pay a month in advance by the end of
the week, you’re out.”
I jolt upright on the saggy secondhand couch that doubles as my bed,
nearly dropping the phone. “The end of the week?” I echo, my heart
sinking. “But it’s Wednesday. Please, Mr. Finkelstein, I just need a little
more—”
“No can do,” he says firmly. “The paperwork has already been filed
with the court and stamped by a judge. If you come up with the dough by
Friday, I can hold off the eviction proceedings. Otherwise…” he trails off,
the implication clear. “Look, kid, I like you. And I sympathize with your
situation. But I can’t keep lettin’ you slide. I’ve been more than patient, and I
got my own people to think about. If I don’t follow through this time, the
missus will eat my balls for dinner.”
Eww. I need brain bleach to scrub that mental picture.
“I’m sorry,” he repeats before the line goes dead.
I stare at my phone and swallow hard, fighting back a swell of panic.
Stay calm, Gemma.
How did I get myself in this mess? Oh, right, I remember now. Life. It
keeps trying to drown me no matter how hard I doggy paddle.
I need coffee. Groaning, I swing my bare feet onto the thin, stained
carpet and stagger over to my kitchen area. Since this whole place is
nothing but a one-room shoebox, the “kitchen” is merely a counter with a
hot plate, sink, and a secondhand one-cup coffee maker. I reach for the
coffee canister, only to find it empty.
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