- I am truly sorry...
Eames kept apologizing.
And Goren kept telling her that it wasn't her fault...
But nothing helped.
Eames still didn't understand that she hadn't done anything wrong.
She had just wanted to get out.
Where was the harm...
Moreover...
Goren did not know how to approach the subject...
How to tell her...
That tonight...
She would be at her father's house.
Just the thought of it made his heart clench.
He had gotten used to her presence.
Even as she was acting like a total pain in the ass.
For that yes...
She had been a real pain in the ass.
A small smile appeared on his lips.
- Ouch.
But the pain in his ribs woke up, making him wince in pain.
- You're in pain...
Eames moved his hands forward, and met Goren's arm.
Gently, he put his hand on hers, intertwined his fingers with hers, and guided her to his wound, putting her on it.
- You see, it's nothing...
It's nothing...
How could he say that.
He had a bandage on his wound.
And because of her...
And this whim to get out...
He had been hurt.
- It's my fault... Eames' voice broke, tears welling up in his eyes. Because of a whim.
The tears ran down his cheeks.
At this vision, Goren's heart broke.
He brought his hand to her cheek, caressed it with infinite gentleness.
- Don't talk nonsense... Goren's voice was soft. It's not your fault.
For nothing...
It was all her fault...
To her...
She alone.
And he knew it.
Why did Goren insist on saying otherwise?
- Alex... Eames nodded. I'll take you back to your father.
Pardon.
Had she heard him right...
Goren couldn't be serious.
He wasn't going to...
Goren moved away from Eames and stood up.
- I couldn't protect you... His voice vibrated with anger. It's all my fault.
No.
It was not true.
Goren was not responsible for what had happened.
Eames tried to stand up, and when she was on her feet, she looked for Goren with her hands.
She met his back, moved her hands to his arms, and when she reached his arm, forced him to turn toward her.
- I refuse.
At Eames' cry, Goren was startled.
He had not expected this reaction.
He would have thought that she would have been happy to go back to her father.
- Alex...
He took her hand in his, but Eames pulled her fingers away from his.
- No. Eames' cheeks were pink with anger. I'm staying with you.
Eames moved her fingers to his chest, and clutched at his shirt.
She ran her hand up his neck, to his face, and explored it.
She caressed his chin, went up to his lips, brushed them.
Goren could not say a word...
Couldn't move...
Short of breath.
His heart beat violently in his chest, ready to explode.
Damn it...
Didn't she feel, that she was confusing him...
He had to stop her.
- Alex... Her voice was troubled. Please... Stop.
How to tell him that her touch, was getting him all emotional.
No...
She would not stop.
Angrily, Eames put herself on her tiptoes, she took his face in her hands, and brought her face closer to his.
She inadvertently took his nose to her lips, but brought them down, to meet her lips, which she took ardently.
At Eames' kiss, Goren blushed violently, his heart pounding in his chest, his blood boiling in his veins.
Damn it...
He needed to stop her.
Goren took it upon himself, trying to hide his confusion.
He put his hands on Alex's arms and pulled her away.
He pulled her with all his strength by the arm, and guided her to the bedroom, where he let her in, and slammed the door behind her, leaving her alone.
Eames stood there, as if forbidden.
Still stunned by the audacity she had had.
She didn't know what had come over her.
She had kissed Goren...
And not just anywhere...
On the mouth.
And even if he was angry after her gesture...
She had felt that he was not insensitive to her kiss.
He forgot she was stubborn.
And that she wouldn't let go.
And even blind...
There was no way he was going to leave her with her father.
Goren was going to keep her...
Whether he wanted to or not.
My God...
- What the...
Goren was pacing the living room...
Trying to calm the pounding of his heart.
Eames had kissed him...
And not just anywhere...
On the lips.
It should never have happened.
But he had totally lost all notion...
When she put her fingers on his face, caressing him.
Just by her touch...
He had been lost.
Eames was a lot smarter than she let on.
He knew she was very smart.
But from the...
To embrace it...