Chapter 62

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Vixen gets to a different parts of the room that looks quite and . It is not filled with books as the few others did, or anything that she could conjure. In fact it isn't filled with anything that she feels as if it is the best place for her to be.She smiles looking around the room and she finds there is this big closet there. That looks like a wardrobe for clothing items on there. She walks towards it. Everything looks perfect, the windows are large, and she feels as if this is where she could call her room for the time being until Hunter is willing to answer her question boldly.She knows what she wants and she wants him. She doesn't have the the appearance of thinking it through there is really not to think about when it comes to making this decision and Vixen knows this. Except that she wants a hunter to be able to say it from his mouth that he wants her to.Until then, before he will be able to speak the truth from his mouth, she would wait and continue giving him the hints until he sees it, knows it and finds the braveness to say yes to it.So as she thinks about him she opens the closet and the first thing she finds is a magnificent gown staring right at her and her heart clenches in something that feels like pain when she finds it.What is a gown magnificent as this doing? Vixen literally needs a moment of silence to understand why there's a perfect dress looking like it is owner by a perfect woman sitting alone in the closet of this wardrobe.Vixens does now understand and she wants to understand, she really does and in this moment she feels as if hunter has someone lied about his act of abstinence from every other woman because he did not care.That's what he made her think but now she is not able to buy it anymore. Vixen's second thinks how he was able to be able to stay away from a woman anyways.To her she already thinks he pretended to be some kind of virtuous man in front of her, he was cautious and gentle in every aspect.When they crossed all limits, she could not tell if her as someone who had no experience in lovemaking.She doesn't even know how to explain it to herself."Hunter, you bastard," she says it's she grabs a hold of the dress from the closet and she takes a look to question and interrogate him.She wants to rip it apart but not without asking him questions about. Vixen feels like grabbing onto the nearest sharp object close and using it cut the cloth into pieces before she takes it to him. But she knows that the evidence would have I've been destroyed as you need to get the bottom of this especially when she was the jealous type.Jealousy was something she could not do very well and right now she has to pretend like jealousy is not spreading though every part of her.She begins to head down the stairs and enters into the office where she left him earlier before now.What is this!? Vixen says as brings the gown and third it into his face and she waits for the shock to show on his face when he sees the gown.She waits longer for the look of shock to show on his face but it still doesn't come up and then she feels that she needs to get normal explanation perhaps to recap and help him remember where he knows it from.Can you not answer my question, Hunter? Who own is it? She asks and she can't get his eyes off the table and she is devastated.He still doesn't know where she got such gown from. And more or less, he is trying to ransack his head from where he's got it from. But the moment he sees the color, it retracts, the memory did not know. He still has.And then he remembers fully knowing where he knows the gown from. And then he's quiet, she can see it in his eyes that he remembers where these garments from and so she waits for him to retract his memory."Of course, you remember now, she says, and then he looks at her."Yes. Where did you see it?Oh, locked up somewhere in one of the rooms at the closet like something you didn't know when to get out? She says and he begins to head closer to the table and then he picks up the gown.Who owns it!? Vixen says and she cannot wait for him to answer all of her questions, she just wants to get down into the bits of it."You do not have to pay yourself attention to it." He says and she squints her eyes.That is not an answer. This is owned by a woman and that is all I need to know. Name this woman!"For goodness sake, it was eight years ago." It's nothing. He says and before he can get out of the room; she follows him."Eight years, twenty years ago, today." I don't really care! She says and he looks at her."I'll explain it to you later, Vixen." First thing, I need to do something is and before she can ever stop him from leaving the room.He exits and she begins to follow him as he leaves the room, she doesn't understand why he looks so serious. It is just a piece of dress.And it actually belongs to someone, why does it hav so much influence on him and disturbs the expression or what.What could be the reason for him to not answer any of her questions that she asked. Vixen knows she is going to uncover the agenda of this and whoever it is, it doesn't belong to his mother.It also doesn't belong to her. She must have known that he has been acquainted with someone before he steeped his feet into Southland.He's older and he must have been caught up with the ladies.She is remembering when she asked Tamara questions about if Hunter has been a man who is really not known with women and Tamara didn't really give a reply concerning about it.She only spoke little about it and told her to ask Hunter if she really wanted to know. Vixen's stops following him, all of a sudden she cannot get her limb to continue the movement anymore. She wonders if there's really something between that dress or if there is a correlation that she never saw on ties live and stopping to acknowledge the fact that he perhaps has lied to her about not having relations with any other woman and instead of being angry and shoving her anger at thus moment, she finds that jealousy as turned into such emotional pain, and she doesn't even move forward.She stands at the edge of the stairs, not willing to follow him as he heads out of the hours. After finding the courage to move, she gets down the stairs and she finds that his horse has left the compound and he is out of here in a second.Vixen sighs This is not what she expected from the man who she thought she was going to trust. Why didn't even…why didn't even give her the benefit of the doubt?He could not even answer a simple question but instead he chose to dismiss her and she thinking. Vixen would have been able to correlate with him or at least fight the answer out of him but she didn't get anything.And what especially she wants to get out of the conversation, she didn't even have the strength for it She takes a longer breath as moves around the house and pushes a hair behind her ear,Vixen thinks she should give him your benefit of the doubt and is and perhaps there is no woman in the picture And even now so she finds herself remembering some kind of story.There was a spark in his eyes when you spoke of the dress. The moment his memory kicked in there was a flash have something in his eyes.A spark that she had never seen before.She was the only one in his life like that made his heart especially beat. Vixen thought she was the first one to welcome him into such vulnerability but now that he proves to be holding memory to someone else:Vixen knows she is over thinking but she cannot stop ,she doesn't even remember where she stands anymore. And it scares her to not know where she stands with Hunter; she left her father for his man.It cannot possibly lead to such a mistake as this; it must be better than this.