Here it will be perfect.
Logan and Barek were far from them.
Not being able to interrupt them this time.
And this alley would be perfect.
Eames accelerated his steps, in front of a perplexed Goren, who didn't understand what was happening to Eames.
She had been pestering him all evening...
And now...
She was running away from him.
Eames stopped and kept his back to him.
Goren kept a safe distance from Eames.
He never knew what move the little lady had in mind.
So it was better to keep his distance just in case.
Goren was wary of Eames...
And especially...
Of his future attempt.
- You still don't understand...
Eames brought his hands to his heart, trying to calm the beating of his heart.
Still not understanding...
What was he supposed to understand...
What was Eames trying to tell him...
And why wasn't she facing him.
Could it be another trick.
But from the serious voice in which she had spoken her words, he wasn't sure she was trying anything.
This looked serious.
But what was he supposed to understand...
Couldn't she be clearer.
And really tell him what she wanted to tell him.
Eames was acting strangely with him...
With all his attempts.
But from there, to understand the why of the thing.
She was asking too much of him.
- I don't understand what you're getting at...
At Goren's words, Eames turned towards him, facing him, her cheeks pink, her big hazel eyes shining with determination.
Goren jumped, surprised by the determination he could read in Eames' eyes.
He had never seen such determination.
With a determined step, Eames walked towards Goren, who stepped back.
My God...
He had been tricked again.
He didn't like it.
Eames was still up to something.
She couldn't stop for five minutes.
When Eames saw Goren backing away, she quickened her pace.
Not this time, my guy.
Ah no...
You won't be able to escape me...
And run away.
Not like in Central Park.
Goren found himself stopped, his back by a streetlight.
Shit.
He should have turned around once in a while.
And he would not been made to have
But he wanted to watch the little blonde.
Arrived at the height of Goren, Eames raised his face towards hers, his big hazel eyes shining of this small flame which he knew so well.
She showed a big smile on her lips.
So you still don't understand what I'm getting at...
Well...
I'll show you.
And you will soon understand.
What I want...
I'll get it.
Goren put his hand on the back of her neck, looked away, blushing, embarrassed by the insistence of Eames' gaze, which she was putting on him.
He had the impression to be the prey in this moment, and Eames was the predator.
Eames raised her hands to his face, took him gently, and forced Goren to turn his gaze to her.
- Alex... What are you doing...
What am I doing...
You're going to find out...
And right now.
Eames took a deep breath, to calm her heartbeat, and gathered her courage.
She stood on her tiptoes, moved her face towards his, and took possession of his lips with passion.
At his kiss, Goren startled, blushing violently, the heart beating violently in his chest, ready to rupture.
No but...
What the...
Eames hadn't dared.
And yet...
It was his lips on hers.
No...
It was not supposed to.
He put his hands on Eames', tried to pull them away from his face, but Eames did not let go.
- Stop it now.
He tried to strengthen his voice, but he couldn't.
He was too troubled to harden his voice.
And his voice was betraying him.
Eames deepened his kiss, forced his way through with his teeth, and intertwined their tongues in a mad dance.
Goren's whole body burst into flames, letting out a small moan of pleasure from his lips.
My God...
He had to get his act together.
Eames was making him lose his mind.
And if he listened to himself...
No.
He shouldn't.
And besides...
Why was Eames doing that.
It wasn't fun.
She was starting to cross the line.
At Goren's little moan, Eames realized what she was doing.
She was kissing Goren...
And with her tongue.
My God...
Her heart raced, and with pink in her cheeks, she pulled away from him, mortified by what she had just done.
What had she done...
And what would Goren think of her.
She stepped back, put her hand to her mouth, still in shock.
Goren, still in shock from the kiss Eames had just given her, looked at her as if forbidden.
Eames had just kissed her.
And the reaction she had...
Eames was not going to take long to run away.
He had to stop her...
And understand why she had this.
- Alex...
Eames shook his head in denial, turned his back on her, and ran.
She had to get away from him as soon as possible.
- Wait...
But too late.
Eames had just turned right into an alley, disappearing from her sight.
Should he catch up with her...
And ask her for an explanation.
No.
This was not the time.
Given the reaction she had had.
Eames had just realized what she had done.
He brought his hand to his lips, caressed them, remembering Eames' kiss.
Eames had kissed him.
He still didn't realize.
Was it a game for her...
Because for him...
It was not a game.
A kiss was something serious.
Goren could still feel the softness of her lips on his.
That set him on fire again.
Damn it...
That kiss had troubled him so much.
But why had she done that...
What was happening to Eames.
He still remembered the night in Central Park.
When Eames had forcibly placed his hand on her firm little breast.
He still remembered the sweet sensation.
And this desire to kiss her which had taken him.
But his steps that were getting closer preventing him from committing the irreparable.
Goren had not been able to ask her why she had done that.
And he had preferred to flee.
Good God...
Eames was making him lose his mind.
This was not right.
What did she really want...
What did she want from him...
And that kiss...
Damn it...
Why did he keep coming back to it.
He had to calm down.
But two seconds later, Eames was running away from him.
Why...
It was at not understand nothing .
It was she who had kissed him.
This him who should have her run away.
And not her.
So why...
Eames was out of breath, stopped, but turned around to make sure that Goren had not followed her.
She dropped to the ground, her back against the wall.
She wrapped her arms around her legs, hugging them to her heart.
My God...
She had really dared.
She had kissed Goren.
And with her tongue.
Eames had loved it.
And the little moan of pleasure that came from Goren's mouth told her that he had loved her kiss too.
She became even more inflamed at this memory, blushed violently, her heart beating in her chest.
Had he finally understood or she wanted to come ...
She suspected.
At the reaction he had had.
Looking at her shocked to have done such a thing.
Good God...
When was he going to finally understand...
That she wanted him in her bed.
And not just as a partner.
Damn it...
What was she going to do...
How to face him after that kiss.
And Goren...
How would he react to her.
Would he resent her...
Would he run away from her...
Eames took her face in his hands.
It was so complicated.
And his heart kept beating violently in his chest.