Lingerie and Lariats (Rough & Ready#7) by Cheyenne McCray Read Free Book Online Page B

pounding as she obeyed him. Her body remained tense as she lay on the hard floor and tucked the pillow under her head. Her belly felt queasy as she watched him riffle through her purse. He took out her ID, credit cards, cash, and cell phone. He held up a business card and she realized with a sinking feeling that it was the one Dan had given her. Jerry glared at her then shoved the card along with the other things into his pockets.
    He gave her one last look before he picked up both room keys then shut off the light as he opened the door to the room and headed out. He closed the door behind him and she heard the lock click shut.
    It was then that her entire body started to shake. Everything that had happened over the course of the past two days crashed in on her. She hadn’t felt so alone or so afraid since the time she was a little girl and her mother had abandoned her without a look back.
    Maybe she should call the Camerons or Dan—but Jerry had taken her phone and the card with Dan’s personal cell phone number. She thought about using the B & B’s phone, but then realized she didn’t want to involve the Camerons or Dan.
    No, she’d have to do this on her own. The problem was that she didn’t have the faintest idea of what she was going to do.  

 
    Chapter 6
    “Get up.” Jerry’s shoe hit her backside as he kicked her awake.
    She blinked, confused. What was she doing on the floor? She looked up into Jerry’s face as he glared down at her and everything came rushing back.
    Worried that Jerry would kick her again, this time harder, she hurried to get up off the floor. She had a kink in her neck and her body that was already sore from the accident ached even more. She hadn’t slept well at all, and during the night had tried to think of what she should do about her situation. The trapped feeling was worse than ever.
    Jerry towered over her petite height and she felt more vulnerable than she ever had. “Put on your clothes and hurry and pack up your shit. I’ve got a meeting and we don’t have time for you to screw around putting on makeup.”
    Without answering, she went straight to the drawer and pulled out a pair of Levis along with panties, bra, socks, and a T-shirt. She hurried to put everything on, including her running shoes, and she pulled her hair back in a ponytail. When she was dressed, she shoved her clothing into her suitcase. Jerry watched her the entire time, his arms crossed over his chest and a mean look in his eyes.
    As soon as she finished gathering all of her things, he picked up his own duffel bag while she gripped the handle of her small suitcase.
    She grabbed her purse off of the bureau as she walked toward the door. She hated how small her voice sounded when she said, “Can I have my phone and other things back now?”
    He turned his gaze on her, his eyes narrowed. “Not until I’m ready to give them back to you.”
    Her heart sank. If she managed to make it to a bank, she needed her ID. Then she remembered her passport was in the outside pocket of her suitcase because she always kept her IDs in separate places in case she lost one of them. That would do. Her checkbook was in there too—she hadn’t felt the need to carry it since she’d had her cards and cash in her purse. She also usually kept extra cash in her suitcase, just in case. The only thing she wouldn’t have was her driver’s license as well as her credit cards.
    Grateful that she always planned ahead, she followed Jerry out of the room. He closed the door behind them and they headed down the stairs. When they reached the front desk, Jerry had on an amicable mask as he smiled at Angie and handed her the room keys.
    The moment Jerry turned to take care of the bill, Renee rushed to take her passport, checkbook, and cash out of her suitcase and stuff it all into the pockets of her jeans.
    She noticed Jerry had handed the woman one of Renee’s credit cards to pay for the room. She wondered if Jerry had been using her