Eames walked over to Goren, who was leafing through the photo album, and when she reached him, she placed her slender fingers on the album, took it from his hands, closed it, and placed it on the coffee table.
- What are you doing, Alexa.
Eames smiled broadly.
She'd prepared a little surprise for Goren.
Deakins, Logan and Barek asked her every day about Goren.
So Eames decided to give them and Goren a surprise.
She decided to take Goren to their workplace.
That way, they'd finally get to see him.
And who knows, maybe it would help Goren recover some of his memory.
Although Eames would prefer it if he didn't, and didn't recover any of his memories.
Because if Goren did find some shred of his past, he'd leave her, and she'd be alone.
And Eames didn't want that.
She wanted him to remain dependent on her.
To stay close to her...
By her side, forever.
Eames had to admit that in thinking, and wishing that, she was being selfish.
But how could she live without Goren by her side.
She needed him in her everyday life, not just in their work.
She needed him close to her at night, and his kisses.
But Eames pulled herself together.
She had no right to wish such a thing.
It was pure selfishness.
And it wasn't right for Goren.
So even with the worst will in the world, she would help him regain his memories.
Even if it meant losing him.
At the thought, her heart sank.
For if Goren ever regained his memory, he would leave her, and resume his life.
- Alexa...
At her name, and the two powerful arms that wrapped around her waist, pulling her forward, and Goren's head resting on her small chest, Eames snapped out of her thoughts, coming face to face with brown eyes that looked at her with concern.
- You look so worried... Why.
Why...
My God…
If Goren knew the depths of her thoughts, he'd hate her.
And Eames couldn't bear that.
Already she was responsible for what had happened, and for his condition.
Eames couldn't act selfishly, because that would make her a really bad person in Goren's eyes.
And she didn't want that.
She wanted to be, and continue to be, his little angel.
In addition, how could she tell Goren the truth.
That her dearest wish was for him to remember nothing, just so he could stay with her forever.
How would he react when he learned the truth.
He'd turn away from her.
And then she'd never be able to tell him the bottom of her darkest desires.
- Little angel...
At the softness of Goren's voice, using that little diminutive that Eames loved so much, and his brown eyes staring at her intensely, Eames decided to stop being selfish, and take it upon herself to think first of Goren's well-being.
- It's nothing, Bobby.
Nothing...
Was it true about Alexa's lie.
Goren had his doubts.
He could tell something was wrong.
Alexa's face was so expressive.
So why didn't she tell him what was bothering her.
Why didn't she confide in him.
He was there too.
And Alexa could count on him too, not just herself.
Maybe he should offer her a little kiss.
Who knows, maybe it would take her mind off her worries.
Goren remembered that with every one of his worries, Eames felt much better when he kissed her.
So why offer him one.
Besides, he had nothing to lose.
If she said yes, he could enjoy the sweetness of her lips at the same time.
Proud of this idea, Goren plunged his brown eyes into Eames' hazel gaze, and bringing his hand to her cheek, brushed against it.
- If you want a kiss...
At his words, Eames blushed violently.
A kiss...
Goren wasn't serious.
Here we go again.
He kept coming back to the subject of kissing.
Goren always found an excuse to kiss her.
Especially when she was worried.
As if he understood that his kisses soothed her worries.
But this time, Eames had to admit that she needed to feel his lips on hers.
To feel his strength.
So Eames didn't hesitate for a second, but this time she would take the initiative.
Proud of her resolve, she brought her hands up to Goren's face, picked him up gently, raised him, and lowered her face to his, bringing her lips close to his, brushing against them.
At Alexa's initiative, that soft kiss on his lips, Goren blushed violently, his heart pounding in his chest.
And he didn't dare move an inch, fearing it was all a dream.
It was the first time Alexa had taken such an initiative.
The initiative to kiss him.
And Goren had to admit he loved it.
If only Eames could do it more often...
My God...
Eames realized what she'd just done.
She'd dared to kiss Goren.
Yes, she'd just taken the initiative.
It was so embarrassing.
Red-faced and embarrassed by her initiative, Eames gently pulled away from Goren's lips.
Goren, who was still stunned by her initiative, his face as scarlet as hers...
Good God...
Quickly, she had to find a way to make them think about something else, and especially something not related to their kiss.
And suddenly she remembered what she'd been planning.
Yes, this would be a good way to change the subject, and especially to think about something other than kissing.
- We're going to take a little walk.
Going for a little walk.
And where...
The vision of the bed flashed through Goren's mind.
Name of God...
Don't tell me.
And yet, it was quite possible.
With that initiative to kiss him, that way of blushing, without daring to look at him.
Everything told him that the place Eames wanted to go was...
The bedroom.
Good God...
Goren's whole body burst into flames at the thought, and his blood boiled in his veins.
So that would mean, Eames wanted more than kisses.
If that's what she wanted, he'd go out of his way to answer her prayers.
For Goren had to admit, he too wanted much more than kisses.
So with haste, he stepped away from Eames, rose from the sofa, took Alexa's hand in his, intertwined her fingers with his, and gently pulled her, guiding her in the direction of the bedroom.
My God...
Was Eames dreaming, or had Goren taken her kiss, and her words, as an invitation to go and do things in the bedroom.
But yes.
From Goren's hurried manner, and from the room where he was guiding her, Eames knew that this was what he'd understood.
Good God...
All because she'd taken the initiative to kiss him.
If she'd known.
But inwardly, the idea didn't displease her.
On the contrary, she'd be up for it.
But at this idea, Eames stopped short, mortified by her thoughts, her face flushed, causing Goren to stop and turn to look at her, surprised.
Why was Alexa stopping.
Had he misunderstood her words, her kiss.
- I didn't want to take you to the bedroom.
Oh...
Goren opened his mouth to close it again.
So that was it.
He'd misunderstood.
Alexa didn't want to do it in the bedroom, she wanted to do it in another room.
- Or any other room.
At her words, Goren turned totally scarlet, and felt ashamed.
For God's sake...
He'd misinterpreted Eames' words and kiss.
Imagining she wanted more, simply because he did.
My God...
Eames must have despised him for even imagining that he might want to do things with her.