- Alex... I've come to talk to you.
Goren had come to talk to her.
And about what.
After what his father had done to him, how could he still want to talk to her.
But above all, what she'd done to him.
She'd been obnoxious to him, hitting him, and above all, doubting him, and his love.
How could he still want to talk to her.
Goren should have tried to chase her out of his life.
And tonight, there he was, on her doorstep, asking to speak to her.
- May I come in.
Strange...
It was the first time he'd asked her permission to come in.
He'd never done it before, he'd always imposed himself at home her.
But since he'd almost died, and after what she'd found out from her father, he'd never tried anything again.
Nor had he ever returned to impose himself at home her, much to her regret.
But how could she blame him.
When her father had destroyed the man she loved.
- Alex...
At his questioning name, Eames snapped out of her thoughts, to nod, and let him in, and close the door behind him.
Eames stood with his face to the door, not daring to face him.
- Bobby... I...
- No Alex... Let me talk.

At her words, Eames moved away from the door, to face her.
- Is it true you still have feelings for me.
Pardon.
Feelings for him...
Of course I do.
But why this question.
Why did he want to know if she still had feelings for him.
And who could have put that in her head.
His daughter's face appeared.
It could only have been Lucy.
Eames couldn't think of anyone else who could have done it.
Lucy was a lot like her father, sticking her nose into things that didn't concern her.
- I need to know... He put a hand to the back of his neck, looked away, his face flushed. Because I... Goren's face turns completely scarlet. I still love you.
At this admission, Eames shook his head in denial and turned away.
No, it wasn't possible.
Goren couldn't love her.
Of least, he couldn't love her anymore.
Not after what she'd done to him.

- After what I told you... She clenched her hands nervously. What I did...
So it was it.
Eames was ashamed of her behavior toward him.
But she had nothing to be ashamed of.
If all his lies had been put into her head back then, how could she have known what was true.
Certainly, Eames should have trusted him, and above all, believed in him.
But he knew that she was a very fragile girl, and a little nothing could hurt her.
- I don't blame you, Alex...
At his words, Eames opened her eyes wide, shocked that he didn't hold a grudge, and brought her hands to her heart.
She heard Goren's footsteps approaching her, stopping just behind.
Goren wrapped his arm around her belly and swung her around to face him.
- Bobby... Eames raised her face to Goren. I...
He lowered his face to hers, his lips resting on her cheek, brushing against her.
- Let's forget the past, shall we…

He wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her close, while she wrapped her arms around his neck.
At that moment, all their memories of the past came flooding back.
All those days when they had loved each other.
And or Goren aged twenty, held in his arms the love of his life, a barely fifteen-year-old Alex.
It was as if fate, in this moment, wanted to wipe away all those years of sadness, to give them the opportunity of a second chance, and to move together towards a common future.
- Alex... He moved slightly away from her, and rested his forehead on hers. Let's think about the future.
Thinking about the future...
Yes, that's what she wanted more than anything.
Eames wanted to be with Goren.
What she'd always wanted.
But was he really ready to forget everything.
- The important thing is that I've finally found you... My lassie.
At her words, Eames understood that Goren was ready to forget everything, just to be with her.
Her heart beat violently in her chest, ready to break.
- Oh Bobby... She felt tears welling up in her eyes, clouding her vision. If you only knew.
At the sadness painted on Alex's face, Goren felt his heart break.
Yes, he knew.

He understood how she felt.
He too had been so unhappy without her, during his fourteen years, and now they had a second chance.
Gently, he brought his lips to her tears, kissed them.
- I know, Alex...
He moved away from her tears, to slide his lips along her nose, and when he reached Eames' lips, took them with infinite tenderness.
- My Alex... Who I've always loved.
At this declaration, Eames brought his hands to her ebony curls, deepening their kiss.
- Oh Bobby... I...
He didn't give her time to finish, for he was already forcing his way of his teeth, intertwining their tongues in a slow dance, making her clutch his curls and moan.
He grabbed her by the hips, gently lifted her off the ground, wrapped his legs around her waist, and without wasting a second, guided her towards the bedroom.
Tonight, he was going to make up for all the time he'd lost with Eames.

Arived at the bed height, Goren tipped him over with him, Eames with his back to the bed, pressed her gently against him, and took possession of her lips hungrily.
- My Alex... All mine.
At this possessiveness, Eames pinked with pleasure.
But he stopped kissing her to look at her, plunging his brown eyes into her hazel gaze.
- Tell me Alex...
Goren put his hand on her nightgown, nervously playing with and tightening the buttons.
Goren looked so worried, Eames felt an infinite love for him beat in her heart.
She nodded, encouraging him to continue, what he wanted to tell her.
- Have you had other men.
If she'd had other men.
So, that was what worried her.
The idea that she'd had other men.
If he knew...
Goren would have nothing to worry about on that score.
A small, tender smile played on Eames' lips.
- You were always the only one.

At this admission, Goren let go of the buttons on Eames' shirt, which he had been nervously tightening, to look at her, still in shock at this revelation.
Eames hadn't had any other men in her life.
Was it true...
He would have been the only one.
Wasn't she lying to him, just to take his mind off his worry.
In addition, how could it be possible.
A pretty woman like her.
But he remembered she'd been in pain when he'd made love to her.
And that he'd found it very strange, especially having had a child.
Who, moreover, was none other than his own child.
So it might well be...
- But how...
She brought her finger to her mouth, shook her head in denial, silencing him.
- And you... She put her finger to her lips, making a little pout. Have you had other women.
- Of course not.
At this admission, which came straight from Goren's heart, both Eames and he blushed violently, looking away in embarrassment.
So he hadn't been able to replace her either.
My God...
How could she have ever doubted Goren, and his love.
When he'd always loved her.
And he had never been with another woman.

- Bobby... You know... Eames is going totally scarlet. I'm still...
- ...in love with me.
At his words, Eames looked at him, mouth wide open, outraged, by so much pretension.
In love with him...
Yes, she was.
But how could he be so sure of herself.
- But what a pretentious.
Pretentious...
Him.
Realistic.
Despite all his doubts, his apprehensions, Goren had always known that Eames loved him.
She would never have offered herself to him so much, had it not been so.
And never would have had such ardor in his arms.
- Not pretentious... He placed his finger on her lips, brushed against them. Realistic. Your body told me.
Pardon.

What do you mean, his body told him so.
Besides, he was quite presumptuous to certify such a thing.
- But what a liar... My body hasn't...
He slipped his finger inside her lips, silencing her, and twirled it around her tongue, causing her to squeal with surprise and mingled pleasure.
- And I'm going to prove it to you.
Goren withdrew his finger from Eames' mouth to place his hand on the nape of her neck, forcing her to raise her face to his, and took possession of her lips with ardor.
- Tonight... I'm going to make up for all those lost years.