- I came to tell you that I couldn't stay… Lassie.
At her words, Eames' heart sank.
Goren couldn't stay.
Didn't he want to spend a little time with her, just as she wanted to spend one with him.
What could have caused such a sudden change of heart.
Eames couldn't understand why he couldn't stay.
Nor why.
Strangely enough...
Eames remembered the argument with his sister this morning, and what Beth had told him.
A man his age can't be interested in a girl your age, except for sex.
And as soon as he gets what he wants from you, he'll dump you.
No, Beth was wrong.
Goren wasn't like that.
But then why...
Yes, why.
But doubts began to creep in, about Goren's feelings, and his sudden desire to leave.
Was it really possible that her big sister was telling the truth.
That once he'd got what he wanted, Goren would dump her.
No, her big sister was just lying.
Just to make her doubt Goren, and his true intentions.
And she was succeeding.
But why, then, did she have the impression that Goren was beginning to lose interest, and was turning away from her.
And that he only wanted to be somewhere else, rather than with her.
If Goren really loved her, he wouldn't want to leave, and he'd stay with her.
- Why do you want to leave.

She put her hand on his arm, plunged her big hazel eyes into his brown gaze.
Why did he want to leave...
But what a question.
For one thing, it wasn't that he wanted to leave.
But he had to.
The dragon who was Alex's big sister knew what was going on between him and her.
And he didn't want to risk her telling Eames' father.
Goran knew that if Alex's father knew, she would suffer as much as he did, and he didn't want that.
- I don't want to risk your dragon sister turning us in.
Was this lie true.
And how did he know Elizabeth knew about the two of them.
His big sister had come to speak to her personally, not to him.
So how could he know.
But the memory of tonight's dinner came back to her mind, and she saw Beth's murderous glances at Goren.
So by the looks on his big sister's face, Goren knew she knew.
But was it really because he didn't want to take any risks that he didn't want to stay.
Or was it for the reason his sister had told him.
In addition, who cares if his big sister knows.
Eames knew from his sister's words that she wouldn't tell their father.

Because she was just as afraid of falling back.
So why worry.
- Is that really the reason.
Eames tightened her little fingers on Goren's arm.
Was that really the reason...
Of course it was.
But there was also his father.
And Goren had the strong impression that Jonathan Eames suspected something.
And he'd rather not have to deal with Alex's father.
In addition, he didn't understand what was going on with Eames.
She wasn't her usual self.
Questioning him so much, suspecting him, as if he'd done something, and could be lying to her, or hiding something.
It wasn't normal.
- Lassie... What's gotten into you.
What was wrong with her.
What kind of question was that.
Goren was the clingy type, staying with her and never leaving.
And tonight, he was in a hurry to leave, even though he'd only just arrived.
There was something fishy about it.
- I want to know why you want to leave so soon.
Good God...
Goren should have known that Eames would question his actions and want answers.
And knowing her, as long as he didn't tell her the reason, she'd nag him to find out, and wouldn't let him go.

- Alex...
He brought his hand to her cheek, brushing against it.
But to her surprise, Eames pulled her face away from Goren's long, slender fingers, rejecting his caress, she withdrew her small fingers from his arm and stepped back, placing a great distance between them.
- Stop doing that...
Stop doing that...
But what exactly had he done to make her pull away from him so suddenly, and put so much distance between them.
- To call me Alex bamboozle me... And get what you want.
Pardon.
Had he heard Eames's words correctly.
To call her Alex for bamboozle her...
And get what he wanted.
What the hell was that supposed to mean.
And what was she trying to tell him.
But Goren sensed it wasn't something pleasant to hear.
Something he wasn't going to like.
- The truth... She turned a dark, hate-filled gaze on Goren, who felt a stab in the heart at the look on her face. It's that you got what you wanted from me... Her voice vibrated with anger, her face was red. And now... She screamed, making him jump, surprised by so much anger in that voice he loved so much. You're throwing me away.
What.
But it was false.
Who could have told her such lies.

He would use her to get what he wanted.
And after he got what he wanted...
He'd throw her away.
But no, it was false.
He would never do something like that.
Alex was far too precious to him, for him to behave like the lowest of the low.
But strangely enough...
He was sure that the person who had put his doubts into Alex's head was none other than his sister.
Why would she do that.
Yes, Elizabeth didn't like him.
But to hurt her sister.
- I would never do that.
Goren would never do that.
Was that true.
His face was so serious right now,
- You're too precious to me... For me to want to have fun with you.
Too precious for him...
Really.
Then why did he want to leave.
Eames wanted so much to believe it.
But could she.
- If what you say is true... Then stay with me tonight.
Good God...
Goren felt terrible.
He didn't know what to do.

If he left, Alex would think she'd been nothing but a tool for him, which was absolutely not the case.
But if he stayed...
He risked being surprised.
And that was not wise.
In any case, neither was an option.
- You see... You can't even answer me. She turned away from him. So I was just a bit of fun for you.
No, it was false.
She wasn't and never would be a fun for him.
He cared far too much for her.
Eames was the light of his life, the kid who'd stolen his heart.
- You can go...
No.
He wouldn't leave.
Not after what she'd just told him.
It was simply out of the question.
With a firm step, he approached her, put his hand on her wrist and swung her around to face him.
- What are you...
Eames couldn't finish his sentence, as Goren pulled her against him, wrapped his arm around her waist, lowered his face to hers, and took possession of her lips with ardor.

- I'm stay... Lassie.
At her words, Eames forgot all her doubts, to bring her hands to his ebony curls, forcing the passage of his teeth, and intertwined their tongues in a mad dance, pressing his little body against hers.