- What is...
Goren looked beside him, and came face to face with a happily sleeping Eames, her head, and her hand on his chest.
How come Eames was against him ...
She should have been under the sheets...
And not on top.
So how...
Damn it...
How infuriating she could be...
And so cute at the same time.
To believe that Eames...
No.
He must have been imagining things.
She couldn't be trying to seduce him...
A man like him...
It was simply impossible.
It was absolutely necessary to get out.
And especially not to wake her up
With gentleness, he raised his head and his hand, trying to move away.
But it's a waste of time...
She stuck even more on him.
- You are not already going to leave me...
Pardon.
Had he heard well...
So Eames pretended to be asleep...
And she was wide awake.
Oh, the minx.
But why...
And moreover...
She could not stop, sticking to him.
- Said... Eames let her fingers run down his chest. Can I have another kiss...
At this request, Goren blushed violently.
No way.
Goren couldn't hold back a grunt.
Eames wasn't serious.
No, but...
What was wrong with her?
Had she lost her mind...
- You grunt a lot, I find...
Goren was stunned by Eames' words.
She had noticed that...
Of course he was grunted.
And it was because of her.
Why was she behaving like that.
It was so embarrassing...
And so exciting.
Damn it...
He had to get away from her as soon as possible...
Eames posted a big smile on her lips.
She understood very well that his grunts were a proof that he was not insensitive to her.
Eames continued his exploration of his chest, biting his lips with envy.
- Bobby...
Eames' voice was hot, vibrating with desire.
Goren's whole body burst into flames.
But he pulled himself together.
No.
That would not be.
He would not give in to her charm.
- It's no.
Eames shook her head in denial, put a mischievous smile to her lips, not listening to him.
- Why... She let her fingers slide lower. If I want to...
Goren looked at her as if forbidden.
Eames was offering to...
She wasn't serious...
And yet...
Her fingers were drifting dangerously towards...
Damn it...
He had to get away from this enchantress as soon as possible.
Goren slowly approached the edge of the bed, and when he reached the edge, he let himself fall to the ground.
Everything but running away from Eames.
He got up, grabbed his jacket quickly, and headed for the door, and stopped, turned around.
- I'm not your object... Eames sat down on the bed, a big smile on his face, and brought his fingers to his lips, brushed them. You will not have me.
And on his words said with anger, he opened the door, and went out with a hurried step, and slammed the door behind him, leaving her alone.
Alex brought her hand to her lips, trying to hold back the mad laughter that was winning her.
Damn it...
Why was he getting so angry...
And what was that grumbling...
For someone who didn't want to.
Goren had kissed her last night...
With a fiery kiss...
And with his tongue.
And now...
He was typing his crisis...
Like a frightened virgin.
Eames could no longer hold back the laughter that was coming at her.
She burst out laughing.
It was definitely Goren.