Hunter POV
She looks so forlorn as she shows me to a separate room. her shoulders slumped as though she was defeated, the atmosphere depressing and dark. I can see that she's struggling as she opens the door to usher me in and I can't help but study her closely, unable to stop a wave of sympathy sweeping over me. She's beautiful. The graceful way she moves, the musical tone of her voice, the way her hips sway back and forth as she walks, it's all familiar, and yet, as I try to remember everything, it's like my mind is a blank canvas. This woman is not the kind that I would have envisioned marrying, and yet I can't deny that I'm strongly attracted to her. My nether region is becoming hard as I try to keep it hidden from view. I shifted uncomfortably on my feet, feeling like I was the world
