- Goren... Eames... Deakins looked at his two detectives in turn. You'll be patrolling Central Park tonight... Deakins looked at Eames, who was sitting in front of him, and didn't seem to be listening to him, since her eyes were drawn to the person next to the wall, who was none other than her partner. But him, who was watching him. You will make you pass for a couple.
In his words, the heart of Eames beat violently in his chest, by so much excitement.
Had she heard well...
She had to pretend to be a couple with Goren...
And in Central Park in the middle of the night.
Especially since Eames knew very well what a couple could do in Centrale Park in the middle of the night.
It was great.
It gave him ideas of wiles.
And maybe who knows...
Maybe Goren would finally understand that she wanted more than just a partnership.
- Logan and Barek will come and relieve you.
Oh no...
They were going to ruin her chances.
Why didn't Deakins let they do a full night's rounds for once.
But if she got it right...
Goren would fall into her net.
And already just by her outfit.
She had to wear something mini and of very tight.
She looked intensely at Goren, who was looking at Deakins quietly...
And who didn't seem to know what she was up to.
Damn it...
What was it about the insistent looks Eames was giving her...
Just because he was looking at Deakins didn't mean he couldn't see what she was doing.
He didn't like that look on her face at all...
Nor the little flame that had lit up in his big hazel eyes.
He had never seen it before...
And he felt that Eames was up to no good.
But what.
Damn it...
He would never understand her.
She was a real enigma.
Every time he thought he finally understood her...
He got lost and couldn't understand anything.
But strangely enough, lately...
He thought she was acting strangely.
Without really understanding why.
Good God...
But what that took her at the end...
- Uh... Goren with his mouth wide open, put his hand to his neck, looked away, everything embarrassing. It's not a bit...
He pointed to the outfit Eames was wearing.
Good God...
What the hell was that short outfit.
Okay they had to pass as a couple...
But of there...
Eames looked up with his big hazel eyes shining with a strange flame, a little innocent smile on his lips.
- I don't know what you mean.
Eames couldn't see.
No but oh.
This mini skirt that revealed her long thin legs, which stopped at the level of her intimate part, and reveal a small part of her panties.
And this small top which revealed its cleavage, and the roundness of its small centres.
And Eames did not see or he wanted to come.
Had she not said to herself that she could have troubles in this outfit in the street at this hour in the night.
Not that the little lady didn't know how to defend herself.
But there...
It was tempting the devil.
- I came with my car.
Eames indicated with her hand where she had parked her car.
Not so crazy, the little lady.
But why...
Why such an outfit.
What is it that happening to Eames.
He would never understand her.
- Stop asking questions.
Stop asking questions...
Eames had some good ones.
She had been acting strangely for some time.
And he wanted to understand why.
- Come on... With gentleness, Eames put her hand on his, intertwined her fingers with his, and pulled him, forcing him to follow her. We have to patrol.
Goren blushed violently, his heart drumming violently in his chest.
He couldn't take his eyes off that little hand that held his, guiding him.
Eames had said to patrol...
Why...
Deakins' words came back to his memory, and he pulled himself together.
Good Godl...
What the hell was wrong with him...
Why was he so moved just by a little hand gesture.
It was nothing more than a friendly gesture.
Even children did that.
So why.
He posed his gaze to Eames.
She had put her golden hair up in a little bun, where a few strands were escaping, and were showing her little naked neck.
This inflamed him completely.
He lowered his gaze, looking at her back, and going further down
He became even more inflamed.
My God...
She had a body at damn a saint.
At least what he could from behind.
Because the before had to be...
Damn it...
It was absolutely necessary to calm down...
And above all, to pull himself together.
Goren took a deep breath, calming his heartbeat.
No, but he wasn't well to have reactions like that.
In addition...
What an idea Eames had had to wear that outfit.
After all it was his fault.
Yes, it was all her fault.
But patrolling with her...
And especially ...
In that outfit.
It was really going to be difficult.
Eames had managed to make her forget why they were there.
It was the first time in five years.
But it had to be said that Eames had never dressed like this.
So how was he going to be able to concentrate on his mission...
With Eames dressed so short.
It was really very strange.
But in a very troubling side.