" She informed me. "Rise and shine!"I jerked up in the bed, wide awake. "What happened to Saturday, Sunday,Monday, and Tuesday?!" I looked down. ...And why am I wearing your bra?!" You slept right through Saturday, Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday. With alittle 'help.' I thought you liked that bra?" What!?" It's standard procedure to keep patients in a bra after implant surgery,to keep everything in place while things heal. But you knew that. Ifound that bra in the wash the day after you did. . do you need my sourses?" Yes, that would help me." He handed Leigh his business card. "My e-mail address is on there. If you could send me those by 4:00, I would appreciate it." Sure. I'll take care of it as soon as I get home." Leigh felt stupid. She felt like a giddy schoolgirl. When the professor turned around and headed back to the podium, Leigh was disappointed. Not as though she really expected anything to happen, but still, a glimmer of hope was there. Her life was so uneventful since. She parks the sedan and heads for the front door of the club. The door man stops Emma with a raised hand. “It’s twenty-five cover,” she says gruffly with a grin. The man’s belly is hanging over his pants, not at all the type of door man Emma would expect from the hottest strip club in town. “Of course I can give you the ladies discount if you do something for me,” he continues.Emma glares at the man for a second before smiling, playing along with the man. “And just what would this something. Her eyes widened when she saw Adam, suspended from the door guy’s fist by his hair, tears of pain streaming down his cheeks. He had wrapped his hands around the wrist above his head in an attempt to alleviate the pressure being exerted by the bouncer’s grip. He opened his mouth to speak but he only managed to let out a whimper. The bouncer dragged his helpless captive closer to him and tilted his head to the side. “Speak,” he instructed. Adam’s gaze shot to her. “Sienna,” he whined. She ducked.