At the sound of the door creaking shut, Jamie dropped his little police car and headed for the front door.
- Daddy...
At the little voice of his son, who was running to him with a big smile on his face, Goren felt an immense pride as well as an immense love rising in him.
How happy he was every day, to be welcomed by his son, and this welcome he was giving him.
Jamie reached his height, and Goren lifted Jamie from the ground, making him jump in the air.
Jamie laughed at this.
- Be careful.
At his wife's worried voice, Goren caught Jamie, and gently placed him back on the ground.
Jamie rushed into the living room, and took his little police car in hand, making it fly, and making the siren sound, leaving his parents in charge.
Good God...
He forgot that Eames didn't like it when he did that.
She was always afraid that he wouldn't catch up with him, and that he would fall to the ground.
But Goren was always very careful.
Since Eames was expecting their second child...
She was always worried.
About everything and anything.
And the more the pregnancy came to an end...
Eames became more and more paranoid.
So much so that he had better not be late...
Or else he would be interrogated.
But Eames knew very well that with his job he could be late...
Or even not come home all night.
It was not because Eames was no longer his partner...
That he was going to throw his lot in with another woman.
On the contrary...
But Eames always imagined he was in the arms of another woman at the slightest delay.
Even if he was just five minutes late.
When he wasn't interested in any other woman.
And he only wanted her...
And only her.
With her pregnancy...
Eames had more shape...
And that they form.
Eames had one of her bodies.
One of her pretty pair of breasts all round, and more voluminous.
And a nice pair of rounder butts.
My God...
At this thought, he got all hot and bothered, but he pulled himself together.
It was not the time...
Nor the time...
To think about such things.
- It took you a long time to get home...
Eames' voice vibrated with reproach and suspicion.
There you go.
Here we go again.
Goddamn it...
It would never end.
Or at least maybe when their child was born...
Eames would calm down.
Eames was just as desirable.
So why would he go anywhere else.
He approached Eames, leaned his face toward hers, brought his lips close to her ear, brushed it.
- I'll make up for my delay... Goren's voice was husky and vibrant with desire. Tonight...
At his words, Eames pinked with pleasure, and burst into flame, letting a small cry of pleasure escape from her lips.
Tonight...
Eames knew very well what Goren was referring to.
Although she had gained a lot of weight due to the pregnancy...
Goren did not hesitate to show her how much he wanted her.
And yet...
She was so afraid that he would run into the arms of another...
A thinner, prettier woman than her.
But Goren always knew how to reassure her.
Despite her fits of anxiety and jealousy...
Goren knew how to soothe her.
And he had his own way of calming her down.
Eames still remembered last night...
When he put his legs around her head...
And buried his face in her crotch.
At this memory, she kissed herself harder.
- I bet you're thinking about what I did to you last night...
At his words, Eames becomes totally scarlet.
But yes...
Mrs. Goren prickled at the memory of what he had done to her.
At this memory, he felt what he had at his crotch harden.
He wrapped his arm around her waist, and gently pulled her closer to him.
- I can't wait for tonight... He brought his hand to her arm, let his fingers run down and up her satiny skin, brushed against her. Would you like me to do again what I did to you last night...
Eames let escape a small cry of pleasure, bit his lips to stifle his cry.
But too late.
Goren had heard her little cry, and he smiled.
But yes.
It was that Eames wanted him to do again what he had done to her.
And with pleasure, he would do it again.
Goren loved to taste her...
Licking her there.
Eames had such good taste.
Eames brought his hands to his chest, caressed it through the fabric.
- Bobby...
Eames raised his face to Goren's, pink in his cheeks, and Goren lowered his face to hers, brought his lips to hers.
- Dad... Mom...
At Jamie's voice, Goren and Eames pulled away red-faced, all embarrassed.
Goddamn it...
Was Jamie always going to get to these moments.
Wasting every moment he had with Eames.
But luckily there was the night...
Where Eames was his.
And his alone.
Jamie had never been able to interrupt his moments.
God, he loved his son.
But in those words...
- That's your son...
At his words, Goren bit his lip, pouting, sulking.
And there it was.
Goren was always compared to Jamie, when he interrupted them.
When he wasn't like that.
Not at all.
Eames put a big mocking smile on his lips.
What a kid.
- That's why I love you so much... She pinched his nose gently. Because you're just as much alike as each other.
Jamie took his mother's hand in his, intertwined his fingers with hers, and Eames followed him, who was heading to the living room, and turned his face to Goren.
- You're coming Bobby...
Without hesitation, Goren followed his wife and son.