- Where are you taking me...
They had been on the road for hours.
- Somewhere where no one would think to come and get you.
Damn it...
It was getting annoying.
Why did Goren insist on hiding their destination from him?
Eames wanted to know.
And as soon as she asked him the answer...
She was entitled to the same answer every time.
Gently, he brought his hand to hers, opened her fingers, and slipped a ring onto her ring finger.
- What does that mean...
Damn it...
How do I tell her...
Explain to her...
In addition...
Would she accept...
- This is my mother's wedding ring ...
At her words, Eames felt her heart drumming violently in her chest, ready to explode. We'll have to pretend to be husband and wife...
Husband and wife...
Eames remembered that during their partnership they had often played the couple.
But this time it was different...
They were no longer partners...
She was blind...
And he was doing this to protect her.
But knowing that it was his mother's wedding ring on his finger...
For Eames...
That meant a lot.
Goren could have chosen a ring that meant less to him.
She knew that it was as important to him as the apple of his eye.
So why...
Eames felt the car pull up, which brought her out of her thoughts.
- We'll have to sleep in this motel...
A motel...
Strange...
Was their destination still far away...
It could only mean one thing...
That he had left New York...
And that he was heading out of town...
To another state.
But why so careful...
Eames suddenly realized...
He had said husband and wife...
Motel...
My God...
So they were going to share the same room...
and...
The same bed.
She turns completely scarlet, her heart pounding in her chest.
But she pulled herself together.
Why was she playing the frightened virgin...
When this promiscuity...
Would strongly arrange it.
She could perhaps renew the scene of the kiss...
And who knows...
Try a little more...
Goren could not take his eyes off Eames.
She was acting strangely.
Her face changing expression every five seconds.
What was she planning...
Must be something wrong.
He knew her facial expressions very well.
For over five years of partnership...
He had been able to analyze all her expressions to his heart's content.
And he knew when she was up to no good.
And it was indeed what she was preparing.
He would have put his hand to cut.
- You come...
Goren gently put his hand on Eames' arm and helped him out of the car.
Eames lost his balance.
But two hands came to rest on his waist, preventing him from falling.
Eames reached for Goren's shirt, and when she found it, she grabbed it and put his head on it.
- You're okay...
Eames buried his face in the fabric, trying to keep from laughing.
Damn it...
Eames knew very well that if she pretended to trip...
She would get what she wanted.
And he was worried.
If he had known...
Eames could not hold back a small laughter escaping from his lips...
And his body was shaking with tremors.
Goren stood there, as if forbidden.
Had he heard correctly...
That little laugh...
Escape from Eames' lips.
And his body was shaking.
Was Eames laughing at him.
She wouldn't have...
And yet...
There could be no doubt.
She was indeed laughing.
With softness, but firmness, he put his hands on her arms, moved her away from him.
Eames bit his lips, but a big nervous smile appeared on his lips.
Eames had well played him.
He blushed violently.
Damn it...
He should have been wary...
Especially...
When he had understood that she was preparing a dirty trick.
But he did not expect that.
To this audacity.
But what was she playing at...
And him...
Like an idiot...
He had not hesitated to catch her...
For fear that she would get hurt.
When that was what she had orchestrated.
Grunting, Goren took Eames by the arm, and pulled her, forcing her to follow him.
- You had a good laugh...
At her grunt, and at Goren's words, Eames stopped laughing.
What was that growl?
She had never heard him growl before.
It sounded like a bear.
A bear...
But yes...
That's what he was.
And she would have to tame it.