Gently, Goren brought his hands to Eames' face, and with his long, thin fingers, caressed his cheeks with infinite gentleness.
- Why didn't you let me settle Kevin's account once and for all?
Goren huffed in exasperation.
At the sound of the gasp and the grimace on Goren's face, Eames smiled, touched.
Good God...
He was definitely too cute.
How could she have let him do that...
When he meant so much to her.
Too cute...
He meant so much to her.
My God...
Did she really think Goren was cute.
And that he meant so much to her.
It couldn't be possible.
And yet...
His words, kept looping in her brain, making her realize that this was how she really felt.
At this discovery, her heart stopped, still shocked.
Could this really be a discovery...
While Eames knew that deep in her heart, it was not.
But not at all.
Eames had been playing blind...
Never listening to his heart.
What he felt for Goren.
She had been so afraid of being hurt.
Of being hurt again deeply...
Like she had been after Joe's disappearance.
Refusing to face reality.
That the man who stood before her...
Was not just a partner...
That he was everything to her.
And to forget, and bury deep inside herself what she really felt, Eames had had boyfriends.
Trying to forget Goren in the arms of other men.
Even accepting Kevin's abuse.
But why had she done this.
Had she accepted this.
Yes...
Why did she do it.
Why did she hide her face.
While the man who stood before her...
Who was gently caressing her cheeks with his long, thin fingers, had always been there.
Then why...
Eames plunged her big hazel eyes into Goren's brown gaze that shone with infinite tenderness, and her heart began to beat violently, ready to break.
Yes...
It was him...
And only him...
That she had wanted.
At the new insistent look that Eames put on him.
Goren blushed violently.
He had never seen such a glint in Eames' big hazel eyes.
And it threw him off balance.
Could it be that Eames...
But no, that was simply impossible.
Not to a man like him.
He had to imagine things.
And yet...
His heart told him that maybe...
There was a small possibility that this was real.
Eames brought her small hands to his, and stood on her tiptoes.
She raised her face to his, brought her lips to his, brushed them.
At this tender kiss, Goren felt his heart stop, and did not move an inch, as if forbidden, still surprised, and still not realizing what was happening.
Was it his imagination...
Or was it Eames' lips on his...
No, that was simply impossible.
Eames would never do that.
Kissing him...
Him.
And yet...
That sweetness...
That little sweetness.
Oh, God...
But it was true.
Eames was kissing her.
And what a kiss.
Such a sweet kiss…
And that turned him upside down.
But it wasn't right
Goren knew why Eames was doing this.
It wasn't because she had romantic feelings for him.
It was because she needed comfort.
Especially after what she had been through.
She wanted tenderness.
But he couldn't give her what she was asking for.
It was far too intimate.
And if he did that...
He would hurt her more.
And that he couldn't do.
Gently, he pulled his lips away from hers, moved his hands away from her face, shook his head in denial.
- No... Alex.
No...
And why.
Wasn't she pretty?
Didn't he find her attractive.
At the immense sadness that appeared on Eames' face, Goren's heart sank.
My God...
He hadn't meant to hurt her.
On the contrary.
If he had not...
It was to protect her.
And now...
She was hurt.
He had to make her understand that she was not the problem.
But what she had been through.
And that it was far too soon for her to throw herself into the arms of another man.
Not after the suffering she had been through.
And that she would need time to trust a man again.
- Eames... It's not what you think.
Eames...
So why didn't Goren call her Alex anymore.
And that he put a barrier between them.
That's what she thought.
Goren didn't want her.
That's all there is to it.
And nothing would change that.
But Eames pulled himself together.
Maybe she could change his mind after all.
She knew Goren by heart.
And he was the type to hide his true feelings.
So no.
She wouldn't give up.
Goren had to know how she really felt about him.
And maybe he would realize that she was everything to him.
As she had just done.
Yes...
She had to try everything.
With a decided step, she approached Goren, and took his face between her hands, and without any hesitation, brought her lips closer to his.
But Goren grabbed her hands, and pulled her face away, stopping Eames' attempt.
- I told you no.
To that no...
Eames felt her heart break into a thousand pieces.
She moved away from him, and turned her back to him.
- I understand... Tears came to her eyes, clouding her vision, and spread over her cheeks. You don't want... And you never will want me.
She put her hand to her mouth, choking back tears.
My God...
No.
Anything but that.
Goren had never said such a thing.
But he knew that between him and Eames it was simply impossible.
Eames was too good for him.
And deserved someone good.
Not a guy like him.
But at the sight of Eames' crying body, which she was trying to stifle, Goren's heart was torn apart.
No...
He couldn't bear to see her...
Or to hear her cry.
He had to do something.
Or at least...
He had to make her understand that this was not what she thought it was.
Without any hesitation, he approached her, and with extreme gentleness, wrapped his arms around her belly, drew her against him, and held her gently against him.
With delicacy, he lowered his face to hers, placed a delicate little kiss on her cheek.
- Please Alex... Stop crying.
Stop...
When she was so unhappy.
The man she really loved...
With all her heart...
with all his soul...
Didn't want her.
And the worst part...
He was there consoling her.
Eames couldn't have found himself more pitiful.
- Alex... Look at me...
Look at him...
And how...
Not after being rejected.
She couldn't stand his gaze on her.
She shook her head in denial, refusing to look at him.
Good God...
Eames was refusing to look at him.
So how could he tell her that it wasn't what she thought.
That she was wrong.
So when Eames refused, he took the initiative.
With infinite gentleness, he took her chin between his fingers, forced her to look up at him, and brought his fingers to her tears and wiped them away.
- You are wrong on all the line...
To be mistaken on all the line...
While he had made it clear that he did not want her.
- Me wrong... His words were barely audible. While you refused my kisses.
To refuse his kisses...
At this memory Goren blushed violently.
Name of God...
But it had nothing to do with her kisses.
Didn't she understand that he should not exceed certain limits.
Especially for their partnership.
But Eames was so fragile at that moment...
And Goren felt himself weakening.
So maybe he could give her what she wanted.
After all...
It was only a kiss.
And it wouldn't go any further.
Proud of this resolution, he lowered his face to Eames', and with extreme gentleness took his lips.
At this kiss, Eames felt the beat come alive in his chest.
Goren was kissing him.
It was not his imagination.
It was real.
Then she pivoted toward him, and brought her hands to his half-bearded, half-ashen curls, and forced her teeth through, intertwining their tongues in a mad dance.
To this kiss that he had wanted to tend.
Goren felt all his good resolutions fall, to the ardour of which Eames returned his kiss to him.
He brought his hands to her hips, wrapped them around her waist and held her close.
- Or is your room ...
At his words, Eames blushed violently, and indicated with his hand the left door which was at the end of the corridor.
Without further ado, Goren walked towards Eames' room, with a quick and decisive step.
Good God...
For someone who didn't want her just a few minutes ago...
Goren had changed completely.
And he was in a hurry to get to his room.
Had she been mistaken.
Had she misinterpreted his refusal.
It looked like it.
And just the thought of it...
His heart beat more and more strong in her.
Arriving at the door of Eames' room, Goren looked for the bed, and as soon as he spotted it, he headed for it, his precious burden still in his steps.
Goren no longer recognized himself...
He was a very patient person.
How was it that he reacted so much to kisses.
So much so that he dared to ask him where his room was.
Making him understand that he wanted much more than just kisses.
He had never been like this.
Eames was the first.
So impatient.
He had only one desire...
To have her all to himself...
Here and now.
It had become vital.
Would Eames have opened a secret door that was secretly hidden in his heart.
And which was only waiting for a word...
A gesture from Eames to open it.
It looked like it.
Arrived at the height of the bed, he deposited delicately Eames on the sheets, and moved aside.
But Eames wrapped her arms around his neck, preventing him from moving away, and drew him against her.
- Don't go away.
Leave...
And to go where.
Goren had just wanted to get away.
And not to leave.
Just long enough to get his bearings.
- I wasn't planning to leave.
Was it true...
Then why did he pull away from her.
Did she think she didn't understand that he would run away from her.
And she didn't want him to leave.
Not after he was so receptive to her kiss.
- So kiss me if that's true.
Pardon...
Kiss him.
Just to prove to him that he wasn't going to leave.
Wasn't that a bit too much of an exaggeration.
Good God...
But she was really exasperating.
But so cute in this moment, holding her lips to get a kiss.
Let it be.
He was going to give her one.
And show her that he wasn't going away.
And a kiss she would not soon forget.
Goren lowered his face towards that of Eames, and took possession of his lips with ardour, intermingled their languages in a wild dance.
At the ardor of this kiss, Eames let out a small cry of pleasure from her lips, she tightened the pressure of her arms around Goren's neck, wrapped her legs around his waist, pressing her small body against his.
Short of breath, and mad with desire after hearing Eames' little cry of pleasure, Goren pulled away from Eames' lips, trying to regain his senses, completely shaken, and plunged his brown eyes shining with desire into her hazel gaze.
- If we do this...
Eames put his hand to his lips, silencing him.
- There will be no turning back.
Of course she knew that.
And she wanted it with all her soul.
And this was the first time...
That she really knew what she wanted.
- You really want it...
- Yes...
When Eames said yes without any hesitation, Goren understood that this was what she really wanted.
So with extreme gentleness, Goren lowered his face to Eames', and took possession of her lips.