Goren had been silent all the whole return.
Had she done something that displeased him.
Should she have stopped him when he asked her if she wanted him to stop.
Eames had thought he wanted it as much as she did.
So why the silence.
Goren couldn't stop thinking about what had just happened.
If he had jumped the gun with Alex...
He knew very well that it was because he cared about her more than anything.
But would it be possible to envisage a future to them two.
Would she agree to stay with him.
His last days had been the most wonderful of his life.
And he didn't want it to stop.
He wanted Alex in his life.
And not just as a fling.
Make up your mind my boy...
His aunt's words kept going round and round in his head.
Make up your mind...
But he was more than decided.
But Eames what would she think...
It was also her decision.
- Bobby... What is it about...
How to tell him...
She was his ray...
The light of his life.
And without her he was nothing.
He didn't have time to think about it.
He had just arrived at the ranch.
- We are home...
Goren stopped the mare, and walked towards Alex.
Eames held his arms out to him.
His heart sank.
He couldn't see himself living without her.
Without the gestures of her hands.
Gently, he wrapped Eames' arm around her neck, wrapped his arms around her waist, and lifted her from the saddle, helping her down.
Goren kept her against him, refusing to put it on the ground.
- Alex...
Gently, he brought his face to hers, and took possession of her lips with infinite gentleness.
- I...
Eames cellared her lips to his, silencing him.
There was like a small cough.
And it intensified.
Damn it..
Who could be...
Reluctantly, he pulled away from Eames' lips, grunting, and turned to the intruder.
- Let us...
Goren stopped dead in his tracks, as if forbidden by the person standing there.
No.
It couldn't be possible...
Anything but this.
And yet...
It was him.
Logan...
So that meant...