Sierra jerked and suddenly woke up. She sat up straight and realized she’s inside a hospital room with an IV attached on her arm.
“What the hell happened to me?” She blushed when she suddenly remembered the answer to her question.
The ordeal with that maniac attorney Luther and Faust’s act of ‘saving’ her, plus and confusing moment he had with him must have been too much for her that body gave up and she lost consciousness. The last thing she remembered was Faust’s worried voice calling her name and the feeling of being lifted from the floor by his strong arms while smelling his masculine scent as her face leaned onto his broad sturdy chest…
Wait! What the heck? Isn’t that too detailed for someone who lost consciousness?
“Ugh
