- Why not sit down...
Sitting down...
They had to patrol.
And above all...
He wasn't tired.
So Goren didn't see the point of sitting down.
Eames stood on his tiptoes, raised his face to hers, brought his lips close to her ear, brushed it.
- Need I remind you that we're supposed to be a couple.
At her murmurings, Goren shivered all over.
Of course Eames didn't need to remind him that they were playing a couple.
But to sit down...
He didn't see the point.
Holding hands should be enough.
Eames shook her head, let go of his hand, and came to face him.
She advanced with a firm step on him, making him move back.
He found his legs stopped by the bench.
No but...
What was Eames playing at...
Why did she insist that he sit down.
It didn't make sense.
Damn it...
Her big hazel eyes shone with that little flame he didn't like.
That flame she had when she was up to something.
But what did she have in the back of her head...
Eames put a big mischievous smile on his lips, raised his hands, moved them towards him, put them on his chest, and pressed, forcing him to sit down.
- No, but what's wrong with you at the end.
For any answer, he saw Eames losing his balance, and tilt towards him.
It fell on him, its small buttocks on his thighs, and rocked back.
He put his hand on her waist, caught her just before she continued her fall, and fell to the ground.
Bingo.
Eames had succeeded his blow.
She was finally in his arms.
Eames put his hands on his chest, caressed it through the fabric.
- Thank you.
She raised her big hazel eyes, all shiny towards Goren's face, the pink at cheeks.
- You see at do anything.
Eames fluttered his eyelashes, biting his lip.
Was he dreaming...
Or was she playing the seductress.
Hilarity rose in him.
It was so funny.
This Eames...
He didn't know her.
And she was really funny.
At the serious expression on Goren's face, which changed, dimples deepening on the hollow of his cheeks, his brown eyes shining, with that little mocking flame, Eames understood that Goren was laughing at her.
And that he was about to laugh.
Then that's how it.
You want to laugh at me Robert Goren.
Well, you'll see.
You'll has searched.
I'll calm you down right away.
And I know how.
Eames took Goren's wrist in her hand, pulled him towards her, forced him to put his hand on her little breast.
Goren stopped laughing, and blushed violently at Eames' audacity.
He must have been dreaming.
This could not be possible.
Eames could not have done such a thing.
And however...
The round firmness of her little breast under his fingers inflamed him.
But he pulled himself together.
- Uh... Eames... He tried to pull his hand away, but she wouldn't let go, forcing him to keep his hand on her little breast. He looked away, not daring to look at her in embarrassment. Can you give me back my hand...
But nothing at all.
Eames would not give anything up.
Good God...
Did he still not understand anything...
What she was getting at.
It was quite clear.
Her gesture was quite eloquent.
Did he understand nothing...
Or did he do it on purpose.
- Bobby...
At Eames' tiny voice, Goren turned his gaze to her, and blushed violently.
Eames had such an expressive face at that moment.
To believe that...
No.
He had to get the wrong idea.
Eames would never try something like this with him.
She just had to do this in relation to their mission.
But still...
To put his hand on her little breast...
She had to dare.
Her little breast...
Goren could feel her little breast under his fingers, it was very pleasant.
And very troubling.
Eames the pink in the cheeks, plunged his hazel gaze in his brown eyes.
The brown of his eyes had just darkened, and the features of his face were serious.
Goren was no longer playing.
And that little flame that shone in his brown eyes, which she didn't know, and which inflamed her all over.
Eames brought his hand to Goren's neck, caressed it slowly and gently.
- Said...
Good God...
Was Eames really seducing him.
At first he thought it was his imagination...
But at this very moment...
He wondered if he was right.
And if this was it.
It worked very well.
Eames was so attractive at that moment...
So desirable.
My God...
But what was happening.
There was playing...
And being serious.
- Bobby...
At Eames's little voice, which was like a caress, he was inflamed.
His thin, half-open lips called for a kiss.
Goren had only one desire at that moment...
He lowered his face towards hers, plunged his darkened brown gaze, in her big hazel eyes which looked at him with this small flame.
A small flame, which consumed him completely.
From the gravity of his gaze, Eames sensed that Goren was not playing.
He was very serious.
Was he finally going to kiss her...
- Alex...
Goren spoke in such a hot voice...
Eames nodded.
Yes...
She was just waiting for that.
She wanted him to finally make the first move.
And tonight...
If Eames was not mistaken...
He would finally dare to do it.
It was not too early
Goren brought his lips closer to Eames.
- They must not be far.
At Logan's voice, Goren and Eames in a panic, and stepped aside, blushing violently.
My God...
What had he almost done...
And their positions.
Name of God...
Logan and Barek could have surprised them.
They would be made of ideas
This was not good.
Why had Eames played such a game with him...
He was a man first.
A man with desires.
And he had almost committed the irreparable.
But it would not happen again.
Because he had perhaps misinterpreted things.
And Eames would have ended him gouging out his eyes.
Especially if she was just playing her part in their mission.
- There they are.
Barek indicated Eames and Goren with his hand to Logan.
Logan and Barek went to meet them, and when they arrived at their height, they looked at them intrigued.
What was going on between these two...
Why were they so far away from each other, their cheeks red, and didn't dare to look at each other.
Had they interrupted something...
To believe that Goren and Eames...
Eames' outfit alone spoke volumes.
Why was she dressed like that.
Wasn't it too short.
Would Eames have tried anything on Goren...
Destabilizing him.
And that they had arrived just at that moment...
Hence their embarrassment.
Logan looked at Goren, who was not being proud.
At this very moment...
It looked like a little boy caught in the act of a stupidity.
And between two consenting adults there were some stupidities...
Of those very pleasant between a man and a woman.
But maybe he was imagining things.
Maybe just the Eames outfit...
Was just making Goren uncomfortable all evening.
- You are free to go.
At Logan's words, Goren and Eames looked at each other, turning even redder.
- I'm going to go...
Goren didn't waste a second.
He had to get away from the little blonde as quickly as possible.
He had to put some distance between her and him.
When he got far enough away from Eames, he turned around.
- We'll see you tomorrow...
Eames didn't even have time to answer, he had already disappeared.
My God...
But Goren was indeed running away from her.
And yet...
If Barek and Logan had not arrived...
Eames was sure of it.
Goren would have kissed her.
Those two...
Had ruined everything.
But never mind...
Since it was so...
The next time...
She would double her efforts.
And Goren would end up succumbing to her advances sooner or later.
With a determined step, she headed for her car.
You will be mine, Robert Goren.
Whether you like it or not.
You'll fall into my trap eventually.
Logan and Barek looked at each other in surprise.
But what had just happened between Goren and Eames.
It was at not understand nothing.