Goren stood there, not moving, his hands shaking, still in shock from what he had just done.
He had almost killed a man with his own hands.
If Eames hadn't intervened...
Eames...
His heart sank.
How could anyone...
Goren fell to his knees on the ground, supporting himself with his hands.
He clenched his fists in rage, turning his knuckles white.
That damned Fiona...
His rage redoubled.
But for Alex, he had to control himself.
He had to scare her.
Alex needed him, needed his support.
Not someone who was losing it, who was getting violent.
Especially after what had just happened.
Tears welled up in his eyes.
- Bobby...
He turned and looked up at her.
His tears doubled at the sight.
There she was, her clothes torn, looking at him, her eyes shining with gratitude.
My God...
Don't look at me with those eyes.
I'm no savior.
Eames walked towards him.
When she reached his side, she put her hand on his arm with infinite gentleness.
- I have nothing... Her voice was soft, like a caress. And thanks to you. She gave him a shy smile. Thank you.
Eames had been so scared.
His men had been manhandling her, and trying to...
But then Goren had come along, getting rid of them, like a hero.
How she loved that man.
Loved?
She opened her big hazel eyes, surprised by her discovery.
So that was what she felt for him.
How had she not noticed?
When everything told her so.
Her desire for him, that sadness when he left...
She had been blinded.
Thanks to him...
She had nothing.
Eames even thanked him.
How could she say that.
And that little smile she had, her big hazel eyes looking at him with tenderness.
He didn't deserve them.
His heart broke into a thousand pieces.
Alex was playing the strong woman, when she had almost been raped.
Raped.
Her tears redoubled, flooding her cheeks.
Why her?
She was so precious to him.
His Alex... His little Alex...
He could not contain his despair any longer.
He turned to her, threw himself into her arms, clung to her desperately, and cried.
Alex felt her heart break into a thousand pieces.
Goren was in such distress.
What could she do...
Gently, she brought her hand to his ebony curls, and stroked them.
- It's okay... Bobby.
How could it be okay, after what she had just been through.
He looked up, his face wet with tears.
- It's all my fault!
It's all my fault...
Had she heard him right?
How was Goren responsible for what had just happened?
On the contrary...
It was thanks to him that she had escaped.
Alex shook her head in denial, brought her hand to his cheek and caressed it gently.
- You had absolutely nothing to do with it.
Gently, he took her hand in his, brought it to his lips, and kissed each of her long, slender fingers.
Alex felt a shiver run through her.
- Bobby...
His brown eyes shone with an infinite tenderness.
He nodded, motioning for her to continue.
- Is that...
She blushed violently.
My God...
He had forgotten his outfit.
Goren slapped his forehead with his hand.
He stood up, and took off his shirt, under the eyes of an Alex who did not leave him out of sight.
Goren could feel her gaze on him, and how can I put it...
It was disturbing.
His shirt removed, he approached her, and covered her with it.
Alex brought the sleeve of the shirt to her nose, smelling it.
Bobby turned crimson.
What the hell was she doing...
She raised her big hazel eyes to him.
He immediately recognized the flame that burned in them.
It was that of the desire.
Alex approached him, and wrapped her arms around his waist, resting her head against his chest.
Damn...
He didn't expect this.
His heart was drumming violently in his chest.
And having her body so close to his.
He couldn't stand the promiscuity of her body. He lifted her in his arms, and moved with a decided step towards Eames' room.
Tonight, I will make you forget the hands of his men on your body.
Eames snuggled up to him, head against his heart, listening to the beating.
Was Bobby going to make love to her...
Or was he never going to want to touch her again.
Her heart clenched at the thought.
He might not want her anymore, after what he'd seen.
She pressed herself closer to him.