Damn it...

If he let it go on like this...

Eames wouldn't be home all night.

What the hell was the idea of this new captain named Lipschitz who had replaced Deakins, and had come down from Florida, why he had teamed Eames with Logan for an investigation.

He could have done the job.

And he didn't understand why he had been left out of the investigation.

It didn't make sense.

Eames was his partner...

And not Logan's.

Just because Barek was gone...

Doesn't mean Logan had to step on his toes.

No but seriously...

It did not please him at all.

In addition...

Was Eames just investigating with Logan…

And wasn't she doing something else...

The front door creaked, bringing him out of his thoughts, and he rushed to the door.

Ah no...

This wasn't going to happen again.

Every night...

Eames had the same scenario.

She didn't have time to enter her apartment...

Goren would jump out at her...

Boring her with questions.

All of it...

Because for an investigation...

She found herself teamed up with Logan...

And not with him.

But tonight...

She was not in the mood.

And she wouldn't have the patience for an interrogation.

- Why do you go home so late...

Damn it...

She would return good the question to him.

And you...

Why have you be inlay at in my house for days.

But she wouldn't.

Goren was annoying enough as it was...

So if she told him that...

That would be even worse.

But why wouldn't he just leave her alone this time.

She was completely exhausted.

And had only one thought in mind...

To roll under her sheets...

And sleep.

But like every other night...

Eames already knew from the way he greeted her...

That she couldn't go to bed anytime soon.

No...

But what was Goren thinking in the end.

First of all...

He become inlay at her place...

And every night she had to go through the same thing.

Okay...

She was teamed up with Logan...

But it was only for an investigation...

So what was Goren afraid of.

Logan would never take her place.

So why was Goren reacting like that...

- Not tonight... Bobby...

Not tonight...

Eames wouldn't listen to him.

Then what.

Logan was a more interesting person to listen to than he was.

Eames walked toward the living room, moving away from Goren.

No...

It would not be.

Eames was going to listen to him...

willingly or unwillingly.

Goren moved his hand toward Eames' arm, and placing his fingers on her wrist, stopped her dead in her tracks, preventing her from leaving.

- What does that mean... Goren spoke in a dry, angry voice. Not tonight...

Then what.

Had Eames really just investigated with Logan.

And that tiredness she had on the way home.

Goren tightened the pressure of his fingers on Eames' wrist.

- Did you really just investigate with Logan...

At his words, Eames jumped, and turned her face to Goren, looking at him as forbidden.

Had she heard right...

Goren was not implying...

In addition...

He was squeezing her wrist more and more tightly...

And it was starting to hurt.

- What the hell is wrong with you Goren...

Two seconds before...

She was calling him Bobby...

And the next moment Goren.

Why the distance all of a sudden.

Did he see right

A violent anger rose in him.

- What's wrong with me... Goren screamed, his face red. Then you're sleeping with the first guy who comes along.

Goren felt Eames' body stiffen.

My God...

What had he just said...

Eames, still in shock from his words, couldn't take his eyes off him, stunned.

But little by little...

His words took an important place in his head.

And it was like a cold shower.

Eames raised his hand to Goren's face...

And with all his might...

She slapped him.

Surprised by the slap he had just received...

Goren let go of Eames' wrist, stepped back, and put his hand on her cheek, where she had slapped him.

Mad with rage, Eames advanced towards Goren with a threatening step, her fists clenched, to the point of having white phalanges, her chin raised, her large hazel eyes throwing lightning.

- Repeat a little to see...

Arrived at his height, she stopped, and brought her finger on his chest, and pressed firmly.

Goren shook his head in denial, looked away.

My God...

But why had he said such a thing to her.

He didn't like Eames teaming up with Logan...

But to imply that she was sleeping with him.

He had crossed the line.

But Goren had had enough.

He wanted Eames to stop teaming up with Logan.

And that she comes back with him.

And suddenly...

It was like a flash.

If he didn't want to share Eames...

It wasn't because she was his partner.

It wasn't because he thought of her as his little sister.

Eames was much more important to him.

My God...

He had never considered...

And yet...

It couldn't have been clearer.

He was jealous.

And Eames was his alone...

And nobody else's.

Goren was in love with Eames.

- Why don't you keep it up... The red in his cheeks, his big hazel eyes shining with defiance, that pouty mouth, Eames couldn't contain his anger. Go ahead... Keep insulting me.

Good God...

But hold me back.

Eames did she not see...

That when she was angry...

She was more than desirable.

How he longed to erase that pout from her lips, with his own lips.

And her screams...

With much more erotic cries.

He burst into flames.

Goren brought his hand to Eames' slim waist and drew him against him.

- What's wrong with you...

He brought his hand to her chin, lifted her face, plunged his brown gaze into her large hazel eyes, whoquestioned him of gaze.

No...

Goren was not going to...

He wouldn't dare.

- You wouldn't dare.

For all answer, he arched an eyebrow in challenge, lowered his face towards hers, and took possession of her lips with ardor.

Eames opened his hazel eyes wide in surprise at the audacity Goren had just had.

He had dared to kiss her.

It would not be.

She had to stop him...

And keep him away from her.

Eames put her hands on Goren's powerful torso, pushed him away with all her might.

But nothing.

He tightened the pressure of his lips, wrapped his arms around her waist, pressed his chest against her small breasts, and forced his way through with his teeth, intertwining their tongues in a mad dance.

No...

Eames tried with all his might to push him away, but Goren held her tighter against him, preventing any attempt to escape.

Eames felt something hard, brushing against her crotch.

She burst into flames, her heart beating violently in her chest, ready to explode.

So Goren wanted her.

But she had to pull herself together.

She felt Goren's hands caressing her back, and little by little, all her barriers broke down.

She couldn't deny what she was feeling.

She wanted him as much...

As he wanted her.

Eames wrapped his arms around Goren's neck, nestled up against him.

He let his hands slide along the body of Eames, making her shiver with pleasure.

Arrived at the height of her hips, he raised it of ground, wrapped his legs around his size, and guided it towards the sofa.

At the height of the sofa...

He tipped her over with him, Eames back to the sofa.

Goren pulled away from her lips, but Eames let out a cry of displeasure.

He posted a big, charming smile on his lips, and he buried his face against his nascent throat.

- Oh Alex... Eames let a small cry of pleasure escape from his lips, It was so exciting. Tonight... You're all mine.

At her words, Eames pinked with pleasure, and nodded.

Yes...

Tonight...

She would be Goren's...

Body and soul.