The door opened.
Goren and Eames stepped aside, red-faced and mortified, as Lola looked on, holding her teddy bear in her hand.
Goren turned scarlet at the sight of Eames' daughter.
He grabbed the sheet with his fingers, and covered their naked bodies with speed.
Goren and Eames didn't dare look at each other.
Damn it...
They should have been more careful.
But thinking that Lola was sleeping...
Neither of them had thought...
That she would get up and come to see them.
And Lola had almost seen...
- I can sleep with you...
Oh no...
No way.
This is what Eames wanted to shout.
But she restrained herself.
She didn't want to hurt Lola's feelings.
But she didn't agree.
She wanted to be alone with Goren...
And finish what they had started.
Besides...
They were naked...
How...
At Lola's request, Goren didn't feel the heart to refuse her.
- It's okay...
Lola put a big smile on her face.
A smile that made Goren melt.
He scratched his chin, thinking about what excuse he could give Lola to leave the room for five minutes.
The time to...
That's it...
He had found it.
- Lola... He held up a finger. You can get me a glass of water...
Eames looked at Goren, as if forbidden.
No...
He hadn't dared...
And yet...
It was true...
He had done so.
He had even found a way for Lola to leave the room, while they got dressed, or at least hid their private parts.
So Goren wanted to stop what they had started...
And his opinion didn't count.
What the hell...
Couldn't he stop giving everything to Lola...
And take care of her instead.
Lola nodded, and rushed to get the glass of water.
Goren smiled, touched.
Lola was so cute...
Like saying no to her.
He turned to Eames.
Eames had his arms crossed around his chest, and was pouting.
- Naturally we give in to Lola...
Had he heard right...
Was Eames having a little jealousy fit...
- And me... She was grumbling. I'm left in the lurch.
But yes...
Eames was indeed having a jealousy fit.
The lady was jealous.
All because he had found an excuse for them to get dressed, and he had not refused to let Lola sleep with them.
Goren approached Eames, he sat behind her, and advanced his hand to the height of her face, with softness, he took her chin between his fingers, making her turn her face towards him.
But Eames refused to look at him.
My God...
No but that she kid.
She was really sulking.
Not happy at all...
That he is stopped their sexual romp, to accept that Lola sleeps with them.
Very well...
He had his little solution to calm her down.
Goren lowered his face to Eames', brought his lips close to her ear, stuck out his tongue, and licked her.
- Tomorrow I'll make it up to her... Eames shivered at his words, at that caress. When Lola goes to school...
At her words, her blood boiled.
Damn it...
It wasn't fair.
Why was she forgiving him so easily.
Besides...
She was becoming quite temperamental.
She had never been like this before…
Eames knew that Goren was very attached to Lola...
And that he found it hard to say no to her.
Instead of being capricious...
She should be more understanding.
It was this side that she liked in Goren.
This side of caring about Lola, as if she were his daughter.
She looked at him.
What the hell...
Goren had already put his stupid underwear back on, and was handing her his nightgown.
- All right... She huffed. I'll put it on.
She reached for the fabric, and took it.
But Goren held it, shook his head in denial, refusing to let go.
- What...
What was Bobby playing at?
He wasn't amused at all.
He grinned widely.
- I'll put it on you.
What the hell was wrong with him...
Smiling like an idiot.
He was really weird.
Reluctantly, she nodded.
If you play a dirty trick on me...
Expect retaliation...
Robert Goren.
Goren came and sat behind her.
He lifted her arms and pulled the nightgown over her, letting the fabric slide over her skin, her fingers and her lips.
Eames shivered.
He wrapped his arm around her waist, holding her close.
Eames turned and raised her face to him, her large hazel eyes shining with desire.
Goren lowered his face to Eames', brought his lips to Eames', brushed them.
- I am here...
Goren and Eames pulled away red-faced, as if caught off guard, for the second time that evening.
What the hell...
Couldn't he calm down...
And stop wanting to devour Eames with kisses...
And wanting to make love to her all the time...
It was becoming obsessive.
It was getting harder and harder to control himself.
Fortunately, there was Lola...
To call him to order...
And make him regain control.
Lola walked over to Bobby with a glass of water in her hand.
She handed it to him, he took it in his hand and put it on the bedside table.
- You don't drink it...
What the hell...
Lola could not stop...
It was just an excuse for him and Eames...
Lola looked at him insistently, her big hazel eyes, questioning him with her eyes.
But yes...
He was going to drink it...
His damn glass of water.
But not now.
He was not thirsty.
At least not that thirst.
But Lola was looking at him this way, her face leaning towards him, not taking her eyes off him, as if she was trying to read him in the depths of his being.
Reluctantly, and blowing, he took the glass between his fingers, brought it to his lips, and drank it.
The finished glass, he put it back.
- Come on...
Goren put his hands on Lola's small waist, lifted her off the ground, and placed her between Eames and himself.
- Now... Eames took the sheet between his fingers, and covered their three bodies.
Lola nodded, put her teddy bear in her arms, and closed her eyes.
No, but...
Eames was not serious...
He was not sleepy.
He looked at Eames, who was smiling broadly.
And yes I know you have trouble falling asleep...
And so it is my little personal revenge.
Eames was indeed taking revenge.
All because he...
What a little girl...
Eames moved his hand towards hers, and took it, intertwining their fingers.
She plunged her hazel gaze into his brown eyes.
Lola moved, got closer to Goren, sticking to him.
He blushed violently.
Lola was sucking her thumb, the teddy bear in her arms, and she...
was sticking to him...
It was so embarrassing.
He wasn't used to this.
- Daddy...
At Lola's word, Goren was startled.
Daddy...
Had he heard correctly...
It was a whisper.
But it was very clear.
He looked at Eames, not knowing what to do.
- Take her in your arms. Eames spoke softly, nodding his head to accept. That's all she wants.
Goren could not believe his ears.
Eames allowed him to hold the little girl, especially in such a situation.
And especially that he was not Lola's father.
Besides...
Could he really.
- But...
Alex smiled, tenderized.
Goren always asked himself too many questions.
Couldn't he accept things without asking himself any questions for once...
And accept what was offered to him.
- Don't question it... Alex smiled at him. Just accept it.
At his words, Goren gave in.
With delicacy, and being careful not to wake Lola, he wrapped his arms around her little body, hugging her.
If he had to choose, he would have preferred to have the body of the mother against his own.
To be able to caress it...
He pulled himself together.
No, this was not the time to think about that.
Moreover...
He had to admit...
That this little body against his...
Was quite pleasant...
It was soft...
Warm...
That feeling of providing his arms...
A protection for Lola.
And he liked that.
So this was what it felt like to be a dad.
Eames put his hand on her cheek, stroking it with infinite softness.
- You two are really cute... Goren blushed violently. Like a father with his daughter.
Alex bit his lip, trying not to laugh at the look on Goren's face.
God...
He was so embarrassed.
And it was really cute.
Had he heard right...
Like a daddy with his daughter...
Could it be...
No...
He had to get that out of his head.
It was far too early.
But if only it were possible...
That one day...
Eames would be willing...
- Let's get some sleep.
Eames nodded.
- Good night.