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Chapter 5 / Dang it ... all aboard!!

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Watching Paint Dry

Picture this scene, Alex, all five feet ,very little something, one hundred and nothing pounds, blocking, six foot four … he won't discuss his weight … Bobby, from leaving her home. Her arms are spread across the door frame and her chin is up challenging him to move her out of his way.

"Eames, what do we have to sort out that can't wait?"

"I ah … oh … the paint!"

"What paint?"

"I said I was going to watch paint dry … remember?"

"Yeah, I guess, something more constructive with your time … watching paint dry? Something like that. I still don't get why you won't let me leave."

She pushes him back in the house and grabs his hand to lead him to her spare room.

"I want you to help me paint my spare room. I can't reach the high spots."

"Have you ever heard of a ladder, Eames?"

"Have you ever heard of helping a friend in need Goren? What if I fall off the ladder? Who will call 911? Hmm? Who?"

Alex had the paint … for six weeks give or take. She just didn't want him to leave. They have known each other for eight years and she couldn't remember him smelling this good or thinking that he smelled good. What did he care what he smelled like, did he always wear cologne? Who was he trying to impress? Did he have a date? Is that why he wanted to leave? Did he really take Declan Gage's advice seriously and decide he was free … free to be a man whore? Was he going to go bar hopping and sleep with different women every night … that's why he was wearing cologne!

Because she let her mind wander into the land of insanity, she ended up with a pissed off look on her face and pissed off at him for her own crazy thoughts.

"Ya know what Goren, fine, go off with your little slutty girlfriends and I'll stay here and fall off the fuckin ladder and break my fuckin neck, okay? Great, fine, go! Oh … and do me a favor … don't let the door hit you on the ass on the way out … K?"

He has no idea what just happened, one second they were eating pizza and the next … did he have a slutty girlfriend that he didn't know about? He stood there scratching his head.

"Ah … what girlfriend?"

"The girlfriend you put the cologne on for."

"That would be you Eames and I think the cologne that you're referring to is eau de garlic … from the pizza."

"Me? Garlic?"

"You're the only girl friend that I have, I don't have cologne on and I don't do slutty girlfriends. What's with you Eames?"

"I think I have feel …" she muffles the rest of the sentence by putting her hand over her mouth.

"What?" He reaches for her hand and pulls it away from her mouth.

"Fine! I said … ah … shit Bobby … damn it!"

"What … what did you say?"

"I said, I think I have feelings for you."

"Oh, so. I have feelings for you too. What's the big deal Eames … geez you act like it's some big secret."

She's infuriated with him … does he know what she means?

"Ah … Bobby, do you know how I mean I have feelings for you?"

"Well sure Eames, like a big broth … he sees a look in her eyes that suggests that it's not a brotherly type feeling … Oohhh, you want to be my slutty girlfriend Eames?"

She stands there and stares at him. What she would like to do is wipe that stupid grin off his face but she just stares. In a bold move, she walks right up to him … he's thinking she's going to 1: kiss him 2: knee him in the groin or 3: slap him right across the face, she brushes right by him and starts prepping the room for painting.

He takes off his jacket and dress shirt and starts to spread out the drop cloth. He's watching her, she's watching him. He winks at her … big mistake. Her paint can was open … a paint fight ensued. Bobby's left eye lid is practically glued shut from the paint, so he grabs Eames to stop the deluge of paint that is being flung his way. She's screeching and squirming in his arms and he's laughing so hard that he doesn't even recognize the sound coming out of his body. He wrestles her to the ground and she's cracking up pointing at his eye. They finally realize how close they are to each other. Bobby has her pinned underneath him. He's holding one of her wrists and he has her both her legs pinned with one of his. They're now looking in each other's eyes and the laughter stops abruptly. Their eyes remained locked on each other as Bobby leans in for the kiss.

"Bobby, wait!"

"I, I , I thought this is what you wanted."

"I'm not sure."

Bobby rolls over and put his arms over his eyes. He lets out a heavy sigh and starts to get up off the floor when Eames pushes him back down and kisses him … actually … tries to take his tonsils out would be a more accurate description of the event. She was hoping that kissing him would feel like she was kissing her brother … it didn't. He was hoping to not feel anything … his plan was to leave Major Case and Eames behind and start over. This kiss changed his plans.

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