- Bobby said... Lola looked up at Goren with her big hazel eyes. You love him, Mom.
At her words, Goren blushed violently.
Lola tightened her fingers a little more on his.
- Because I... I love you.
At this confession, Goren felt his heart melt.
Of course he loved Lola.
He even adored her.
She did everything she wanted from him.
And if he had had a little girl...
He would have wanted her to be like Lola.
With gentleness, he tightened the pressure of his hand on Lola's little fingers.
- I wish you could be my daddy...
At his words, Goren coughed, almost choking, turning red.
Damn it...
How to tell Lola...
How to explain to her...
That for him to become her father...
He and Eames would have to...
And that night...
was more than just sex.
For him...
That night was so wonderful.
He had never seen Eames like that.
Letting go and moaning under his fingers...
Without any restraint.
A violent desire seized him at this memory.
He pulled himself together.
It was not the time to think about that.
- It is my school...
Goren jumped, blushing, as if caught in a mistake.
He had to pull himself together.
Otherwise Lola would understand that something was wrong.
And since she was a child...
She would harass him with questions to know what was wrong.
Lola pointed to a nice little brick building, where outside was a small playground for children.
Arriving in front of the gate, Goren crouched down at Lola's level, gently placed his hand on her golden hair, caressed it affectionately.
Lola threw herself into his arms, wrapped her little arms around his neck, brought her face closer to his, and put her little lips on his cheek, brushed it.
With gentleness, Goren wrapped his arms around Lola's small waist, holding her gently against him.
- Let's go now.
He gently patted Lola's back, and she reluctantly moved away from him.
Lola felt so good in Goren's arms.
The arms of a father.
And she would stay there for hours.
- You're coming to get me...
At his words, Goren's heart sank.
How to tell Lola...
That he couldn't make her such a promise.
He was not her father...
And so...
He had no rights over her.
And besides...
It was up to Eames to say whether or not she agreed...
He couldn't take that responsibility.
Lola looked at him, her big hazel eyes all shiny and pleading.
Lola put her little hand on his arm, patted him.
He should not give in...
And yet...
Goren didn't have the courage to say no to her.
He didn't want to hurt Lola's feelings.
And besides...
Lola was smart.
She had figured out how to make him accept everything.
This way of looking at him, of tilting his face, as if she was reading the depths of his being.
And so...
He was always being fooled.
- All right... He huffed, desperate to be tricked again. I'll come and get you.
At his words, Lola jumped for joy, and ran to join her classmates in the courtyard, a big smile on her lips.
She turned around, raised her hand, and waved to him.
Goren raised his hand and waved back.
He forced himself to smile.
Damn it...
He had given in again.
What was Eames going to say...
When she found out that he had agreed to pick up Lola, even without her consent.
Goren shouldn't have agreed.
It was up to Eames to say whether she was for or against it.
He hoped that Eames would not hold it against him.
At least that's what he hoped.