Eames and Goren had been hot.
Damn it...
If Deakins had seen Goren here, it would have ended badly for both of them.
But fortunately Deakins didn't seem to notice.
He had left with his report.
Goren climbed out from under the bed.
- I thought he would never leave. He put his hand to the back of his neck. As if...
Alex moved closer to him, stood on the bed, and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him against her.
- You're imagining things. Gently Alex caressed his neck. He didn't notice.
Goren shook his head in denial.
He tried to concentrate, but Alex's fingers roamed over his skin, caressing and torturing him.
Bobby had a bad feeling.
As if Deakins had figured out, what was going on between Alex and him.
But no, it couldn't be possible.
He had to be imagining things, or at least that's what he hoped.
He put his glance on the face of Alex, who looked at him with her big brown eyes shining of desire, and her pink lips, of which she bit the lower lip...
Damn...
He felt like he had fallen back into adolescence.
Goren had been afraid Deakins would catch them, as if their captain was Eames' father, and she was his girlfriend.
Girlfriend...
He had never really thought of Eames in that way.
And yet...
If he came back every night it wasn't just for sex, but mostly to see her.
He liked to hold her in his arms, and fall asleep next to her...
Would he have stronger feelings for her, than a brother?
And more than desire...
Moreover, would Eames accept to be his girlfriend...
It was much less sure.
For Eames, it could only be purely, and simply sex.
One could not get attached to a man like him.
He felt Alex's fingers close on his neck, and grabbed him, making him tilt his face.
- I want a hug.
Eames grimaced, pouting.
Goren smiled, touched.
He nodded.
- All right...
He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him, pressing his powerful torso against her small breasts.
With an infinite softness, Eames took her face between his hands, bringing his face closer to hers, and took possession of her lips.