"Wait," Brooke cried, a note of panic in her voice. She looked over her shoulder at him, craning her neck to try to see him. "Please don't leave me here like this!" She was completely naked and sore and bleeding and handcuffed to a freaking pole. He couldn't just leave her here like this. How was she supposed to sleep like this? She'd be freezing cold, not to mentioned she was scared to death.