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FIRES WITHIN
CHAPTER TWO
Goren could feel the anger building inside of him, a mad tirade of thoughts running through his industrious brain. Then he remembered his therapy and started to take deep breaths and sub-consciously counted to ten then back again.
Ok! He thought. Worst case scenario is that this is a set up, that our meeting here isn't coincidental!
Q: Would Gyson manipulate him like this? A= ?
Q: Would Eames set me up like this? A= NO!
So he sat there and took in another deep breath.
Paula Gyson had sat there and watched the whole time; she knew what he was thinking SET UP!
She took the time to really study his features. He had lost a lot of weight since their sessions had started, one thing she found hypnotizing were his incredibly brown eyes. They were like pools of chocolate. Although right now they were darker and she could literally see the storm that was inside of him, reflected in those beautiful brown orbs.
Through her experience with him she decided to wait until his thought process was complete. It took all her will power to stop smiling as she watched him using the breathing techniques she had taught him in anger management.
Fixing her in a soul baring stare, watching for any tells that she would be lying he had finally calmed down enough so that he could talk to her.
As soon as she saw the storm settle in his eyes she leant forward and spoke.
"Detective Goren I can assure you that this is one big coincidence. I inherited a beach house here from my parents if it puts your mind at ease feel free to confirm what I just told you. I'm sorry if this in any way negatively affects your vacation, if this is the case then I will promise to do my best to stay out of your way. I'm here on vacation so please call me Paula."
Bobby used the small interval where the waitress came and took her order. He could tell that she hadn't lied to him.
"I'm sorry, I jumped to conclusions. Please feel free to call me Bobby. Eames dad has a buddy who owns a beach house here on Traffic Avenue and that is where I'm staying for the next two weeks. I think we are both adult enough so that avoiding each other won't be necessary." He offered her a shy smile.
They spent the rest of the evening in deep conversation and Bobby was surprised when he took a look up at the clock and saw that it was already 10 pm. He couldn't remember the last time that he had enjoyed such company. So far he was indeed enjoying his holiday.
Being the gentleman that he was he walked her home and she told him more about the island. As it turned out her house was just a mile away from where he was staying. Sooner than he had hoped they stood before her holiday retreat, he walked her up to her front door.
Paula had thoroughly enjoyed her evening in his company, they had both exchanged their theories on psychology and philosophy. She knew that Robert Goren was highly intelligent. Tonight she saw him in a totally different light to the times they had spent together during their sessions.
"If you have nothing planned for tomorrow how about joining me? I have booked a boat to go sailing with and would really hope you would accompany me."
She then opened her front door and waited for his answer.
Bobby looked at her, thinking about her offer.
"I will join you on the yacht if you accept my offer to cook for us tomorrow evening?"
Bobby stood at her door for ten minutes after she had agreed to his offer.
When the lights in her house went out he turned and headed to the beach and walked. Things had become so complicated all at once, feelings that had long been dormant he was overwhelmed by them.
He had been so lost in his head the next thing he noticed was that he had been walking for three hours and now stood in front of the beach house where he was staying. After a long hot shower he toweled himself off and climbed into bed and fell into a deep sleep. He was woken by sunlight, and when he looked at his clock, he jumped out of bed and dressed. If he didn't hurry then he would be late. He grabbed his keys and rushed out of the door. He would grab a coffee on his way to Dr Gysons place, where he had agreed to meet her.
Paula had just finished loading up her car with the picnic basket when she saw him approaching. She ran an approving eye over him. He was dressed in a dark blue polo shirt buttons open at the front and camouflage cargo shorts and scandals. She became aware that she was staring and started to blush.
"Good morning "she called to him.
As he approached he noticed how intense she looked at him and when her eyes met his, he noticed how she blushed. For the first time he saw a chink in her otherwise cool exterior, and with a grin he noticed that he in fact enjoyed this small victory.
"Good morning to you too I apologize if I'm late" He replied.
She knew the minute she saw the small grin that he had noticed her blushing and that she had been caught.
"No you're right on time." She answered him. "Let's go".
They climbed in her car and drove down to the harbor.