Goren did not leave Eames' fingers on the pawn, she moved her pawn forward, backward, trying to find a way for him not to take her last pawn.
But no matter how much she moved her pawn...
Goren knew very well that he was going to steal it from her when it was his turn.
- You play... Yes or no.
No but oh.
Didn't Goren see that whatever move his pawn made...
He was going to take it from him.
- Just forfeit the game.
Forfeit...
And what else.
She would never give up a game...
Even if she thought...
The game was lost.
So mumbling, and making a face, she moved her pawn forward.
As she moved her pawn, Goren felt a crazy excitement rise in him.
But he pulled himself together.
Better to calm down before Eames understood the real reason for this game.
At least...
For him.
Goren slowly moved his hand towards his pawn just on the square above Eames', took it between his fingers, and moved it forward, taking Eames' pawn in his path.
He lifted the pawn, and placed it in front of Eames' eyes.
Was she dreaming.
Or was Goren taunting her for winning.
How she hated him.
But you'll see Robert Goren...
She would get her revenge.
And make him regret this very special way of taunting her.
- So...
At Goren's insistent word, Eames snapped out of his thoughts, looking grumpy, and turned his gaze to Goren, shot him.
- Truth.
Truth.
Very good.
Goren had already thought about his question.
It was the same question he had asked him the previous time, but he was going to ask it in a different way.
Goren wanted to know whether or not Eames could be attracted to him.

He needed to know if he had any chance in his operation to seduce her.
- If you didn't know me... Could you seduce me.
What...
Seduce him...
What was Goren doing asking her such questions?
If he wasn't his partner...
Eames with his two questions how to wonder if he was not interested in her.
But that was simply impossible.
For Goren...
She was like his little sister.
He often told her so.
Besides...
Why did he keep coming back to this kind of question.
Eames had understood that he had phrased the very question from earlier in a different way.
Did he really think she wouldn't have understood.
And what was that.
Why was he so intent on finding out if she could be attracted to him...
Or if she could seduce him.
What was he trying to find out.
- Maybe you prefer action.
Goren placed Eames' last pawn on the left side, joining all the other pawns he had stolen from Eames.
But he let his fingers wander over the pawn, caressed it.
At this gesture, Eames felt her heart racing.
And she imagined that her pawn was replaced by her body.
At this thought, she was inflamed all over.
But she pulled herself together, mortified that she could have imagined such a thing.
My God...
But what taking him.
Imagining that Goren's fingers could caress her body.
But she was not well.
She must have been tired, that's all.
Yes...
It was due to tiredness.
- Yes... I'd prefer a dare.
Bingo.
Eames had just dodged her question again.
And so...
He was going to be able to ask her for the pledge he wanted.
And finally…

He was finally going to get what he had always dreamed of since his five years of partnership.
He raised his brown eyes shining with excitement towards Eames' face, he put a big triumphant smile on his lips.
He pushed the coffee table aside, making sure nothing got in the way between them, and turned his attention to Eames, who was looking at him in amazement.
Why had Goren pushed the table aside between them.
He wouldn't be looking for...
No.
Goren wasn't like that.
He had been her partner for over five years.
And he had never tried anything.
So why would he do such a thing.
No.
It was decidedly too absurd.
- I want... Goren's cheeks turned red. A kiss... He put his finger on her lips. Here.
What.
A kiss on the lips.
Eames must have misheard.
Misunderstood.
No.
It was simply impossible.
Goren must have been joking.
As he always did.
He could never consider such a thing coming from her.
And yet...
Her red cheeks told him, that he would ask her for a kiss on the lips.
But she didn't want to.
Okay for a kiss on the cheek.
But the lips...
Oh no.
She refused.
- You must choose... An action... He emphasized his words. Or a truth.
Good God...
Eames did not know what to do.
She was caught between two rocks.
Either she could tell him she didn't find him attractive and risk hurting his feelings.
Even if it wasn't true.
At the risk of lying.
Because he had a certain charm.
But she could never tell him that.

Either she kissed him on the lips.
The first possibility was simply impossible.
And the second one too.
But with the second one...
Eames was sure he wouldn't feel anything.
After all.
He was her partner...
Like his big brother.
And didn't imagine it any other way.
And most importantly...
She could never feel anything if she kissed her brother.
So reluctantly, Eames made up her mind.
She got up from her seat, and approached Goren.
Arrived at the height of Goren, she lowered her face towards his, brought closer her lips of his, brushed them.
With this brushing of lips, Goren ignited all, and lost all control.
He had resisted for more than five years.
And now...
He was at the end of his rope.
He could not hold back...
This fire...
This desire...
That Eames made him feel.
Gently, but firmly, he brought his hand to the back of Eames' neck, forced her to bring her lips closer to his, deepened his kiss, wrapped his arm around her waist, pulled her against him.
With this impetuous kiss, Eames let escape a small cry of pleasure.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, opened her lips, letting him intertwine their tongues in a frenzied dance.
My God...
But it was that Eames was really very receptive to his kiss.
He never expected this.
Goren brought his hands to Eames' hips, lifted her off the ground, and positioned her on top of him, her small rounded buttocks on his powerful thighs.
- Alex...
At that warm, vibrant voice of desire, Eames took Goren's face between his fingers, greedily took her lips.
My God...
Eames was no longer in control.
Her body was not listening to her.
And she...
She loved Goren's kisses.

Eames wanted it to never end.
But his conscience told him that it was not right.
And that if they continued like this...
They would ruin everything between them.
She felt long thin fingers, going up along her leg, slipping under her skirt, and arrived at her crotch.
To this caress, she mortified herself, realizing what was going to happen.
She put her hand on the wrist of Goren, stopped it.
- No Bobby... You mustn't.
No Bobby... Don't.
At her words, a violent anger rose in Goren.
So he said no.
And that damned sheriff Hops would be yes every time.
It wasn't fair.
Why didn't Eames want him?
She had reacted to his kiss.
And it was she who had given him a second one.
So why not.
At Goren's changing face, which went from passion to anger.
Eames realized that she had just hurt him.
It was not what she had wanted.
For if she had listened to herself...
She would have let Goren have some privacy with her.
But that was not to be.
He was first and foremost her partner.
And if they both took the plunge...
Nothing would ever be the same between them again.
And she didn't want that.
Even if she had felt something strong at his kiss.
She had to forget it.
For both their sakes.
Eames moved away from him, readjusted her skirt.
My God...
Goren couldn't take his eyes off Eames, still in shock from being rejected.
Goren had not been dreaming.
She had reacted to his kiss.
He couldn't forget that little cry of pleasure that came from her lips.
So why...
Sheriff Hops' face appeared before him, and Goren felt his anger turn to rage.
Ah, but of course…

If it had been the sheriff...
Eames wouldn't have pushed him away.
She would have told him to go on.
But he...
It would always be no.
It wasn't fair.
Goren put his hands on his hips, clenching his fists with all his might until his knuckles were white.
But he had to pull himself together, and forget what had just happened.
He would do as he always did.
He would only be Eames' partner.
The one who would always be her shadow.
The one she would always think of as her brother.
But not as a lover.
Heartbroken, Goren stood up, and put the coffee table back in its place, putting the checkers board away.
From Goren's silence, Eames knew something was wrong.
She thought Goren would have yelled.
Or she would have blamed him for kissing her, only to have him turn away, but nothing.
This was not right.
Eames turned to see Goren not looking at her, putting the checkers away.
But his face was distorted with grief and anger.
Eames realized that she had unintentionally hurt Goren deeply.
But she could not do otherwise.
Between her and Goren...
It was...
And it would be...
Always impossible.
In addition...
There was Hops.
Even if nothing had happened between them.
She liked Nathan.
But strangely enough...
Eames was sure that she would never enjoy Hops' kisses as much as Goren had given her.
He had set all her senses on fire.
And for the first time in her life...
She had lost all control of herself.
But this was not to happen again.
It would never happen again.
Goren was not for her.

And never would be.
- Go to bed, Eames.
At Goren's bitter and cold voice, Eames was startled.
Eames...
Not only did his voice give him the creeps.
But he no longer called her Alex.
She had liked to hear his name in her mouth.
Coming back to Eames meant that there was that distance between them again.
And it was Goren who put it back.
This pained Eames.
So Eames walked away from Goren, headed for the door, and stopped one last time.
Hoping that Goren would call her back.
But nothing.
So Eames opened the door, and walked out of the room, closing it behind her.
At the sound of the door closing behind Eames, Goren let his anger out.
He grabbed the checkers set, and threw it on the floor with all his might.
Eames didn't want him.
She couldn't have made it any clearer by pushing him away like she had.
He let himself fall back on the seat, and brought his hands to his face.
It couldn't be possible.
He was in the middle of a nightmare.
Eames had reacted well to his kiss.
He had not been dreaming.
She had also kissed him.
So why.
Goren couldn't let Eames escape.
So he made a firm resolution.
Whether she liked it or not...
Eames would be his.
And only him.
And certainly not to Sheriff Hops.
He would do anything to woo her.
And make her forget about that buxom Hops.
Even if that meant...
He had to use every trick in the book.
Even them worst.