Eames woke up with a start.

Damn...

She had slept so badly.

She kept reliving the scene where Goren had fallen on her chest.

At the vision of Goren's face on her breasts, she blushed violently.

Her heart was beating like crazy in her chest.

How was she going to face him...

Had he slept well too...

- Bobby...

At the sound of Eames' voice calling him, he walked to the bedroom, and stopped at the feet of the door, not daring to enter.

He didn't know how to face her.

Goren couldn't forget what had happened.

The vision of her small breasts came back to his mind.

And he blushed violently.

Alex and Bobby looked up at the same time, their eyes met.

They remained there, to look at each other without daring to speak.

Moreover what could they have said to each other...

Given what had happened.

But one of them had to break the silence, the unease that had settled between them.

Eames took a deep breath.

It was better for her to make the first move.

She knew Goren, and she knew he felt responsible, even though it was just an accident.

She settled her pillows comfortably against his back and leaned back.

Goren couldn't take his eyes off Eames' small breasts.

Despite the fabric of the nightgown, he could see the curve of her small breasts, and their tips.

His blood boiled.

He blushed violently, the heart beating to break in his chest.

He pulled himself together, looking away.

Damn it...

He couldn't forget the pleasant sensation of her little breasts.

What was he going to do...

He couldn't lay his eyes on her, without thinking of the sweet smell of her skin, the roundness of her little breasts.

- You come and sit...Eames patting the empty seat next to her. We need to talk about what happened...

Alex turns red.

So she too was just as embarrassed as he was... Even more so.

After all it was her breasts that he had touched with his face.

Eames was really cute with pink in her cheeks.

Good God...

Was he going to calm down in the end.

Goren looked away, bringing his hand up to the back of her neck.

Alex wanted to talk about what had happened...

How could he face her, if she started that subject.

He had to tell her he was sorry.

- I'm...

- Stop it! Alex had just spoken firmly, and gently. It's not your fault. She held out her hand. Come.

Reluctantly, and hesitantly, he stepped out from under the doorway, and approached.

He took her hand in his.

Gently, Eames pulled him toward her, forcing him to sit down next to her.

- Finally sitting...

Alex smiled.

What the hell...

What Goren could be stuck at times.

But that's what made him so charming.

She tilted her head, looking at him from under her big hazel eyes, as he avoided looking at her.

Which forced him to lower his eyes, and look at her.

Would Eames stop looking at him like that, insistently...

It was embarrassing.

Having Goren's full attention, she settled back comfortably.

She brought her hand to his arm, patting his skin with her fingers.

- Said... Eames had the voice of a little girl. We need to talk about what happened yesterday... She blushed violently. We can't go on like this.

At her words, Goren turned his full attention to Eames.

- It was an accident... Let's try to pretend it never happened.

Alex was right.

It was an accident.

Neither of them had orchestrated this.

They needed to get back to normal, to put what had happened behind them, and talk to each other normally.

Gently, he put his hand on hers, intertwining their fingers.

- You're right.

Alex smiled, touched.

Goren was a man, but inside he was still a little boy.

She brought her hand to his cheek, caressing it.

- You see, it wasn't so hard...

Goren gasped at her caress, turning crimson.

That caress on his cheek was so...

His heart pounded violently in his chest.

If he listened to himself, he would gladly kiss Eames' lips.

Quickly...

It was necessary to move away.

And above all, calm down.

Goren moved away.

But Alex held him back by the wrist.

- And me... You forget me...

Alex opened his arms wide.

Goren, red-faced and hesitant, lifted Alex in his arms.

- I'm starving!

A mocking smile appeared on Goren's face.

A smile that did not escape Eames.

She brought two fingers to his arm, and pinched it.

Goren winced in pain.

- That'll teach you to laugh at me!

Damn it...

He should have expected her attack.

But how could he not laugh...

When you knew that Alex was a real ogre at breakfast.

How could someone so small, eat so much?

She would always surprise him.