- Ouin... Ouin...
At the cry of her little brother, barely six months old, Lucy pulled him out of his bassinet, took him in her arms and rocked him.
- Please Nathan, stop...
At these words, Nathan stopped and looked at his big sister with her big hazel eyes.
Name of God...
What were his parents still doing.
Every day it was the same thing, her mother would call to say they'd be back soon, and they'd always come back hours later.
Admittedly, their marriage was a recent one, dating back no more than a year, but still, the honeymoon should be over by now.
And certainly not prolonged.
But not for her parents.
On the contrary, they were prolonging it.
That's what Lucy had noticed.
It was as if they'd just gotten married.
And worst of all, they were doing it at her and Nathan's expense, as if they weren't even there.
It was as if her parents had forgotten that they had children, and that they were alone in the world.
As if they were young lovebirds, when they weren't at all.
Lucy could well understand that, with their respective jobs, they didn't necessarily have much time for each other.
But still, why were they always dragging to get home.
It was annoying.

- You see, Nathan... Mom and Dad have abandoned us again.
At his big sister's words, Nathan burst out laughing.
Good God...
Why did his little brother laugh every time she told him something important.
It was as if he didn't care that their parents had abandoned them.
As if he didn't mind just being with her.
Lucy had to admit she liked spending her time alone with her little brother, but still, she wished her parents had been around more.
But then, she couldn't expect a miracle, and above all, she couldn't ask too much of them.
Even if they behaved like two young lovebirds, she had to admit that they were good parents.
And that despite everything, they always found a way to spend time together.
- Lassie...
At her name, the little dog perked up her ears and snout, got out of her basket and rushed to Lucy's feet, wagging her tail.
- Let's go to my room.
With Nathan in her arms and Lassie at her feet, she headed for her room.

- We won't be long...
Eames couldn't finish his sentence as Goren took the phone away from his ear and hung up.
- But Lucy...
Goren shook his head in denial, put the phone back in his pocket and moved closer to Eames, placing his hands on the elevator wall on either side of her face and lowering his face to hers.
- Let's do something else before we go home...
At this hint, Eames burst into flames, her cheeks pink with pleasure and her heart beating violently in her chest, ready to break.
My God...
But Goren was insatiable.
Their honeymoon was over, but she continued.
And every day it was the same scenario.
When it was time to go home they, Goren would always find a way to take her somewhere intimate, and sometimes he'd book a small, intimate room hotel.
And whatever the location, Goren and her would always find a way to make love.
Forgetting everything for a brief moment, only to find themselves together again.
Eames knew that Goren adored his children, but he also told her that he adored her just as much, and always wanted to spend a little more time alone with her, and it was always to do the same thing.
The night at home wasn't enough for Goren.
And he knew how to make himself understood.
But for once, Eames wanted to be strong, and not give in to his urges.
And go home to her children.
Even though she also wanted to be alone with her husband.
But she had to be strong.
Tonight, they had could always…

Even if Goren preferred his little moments between them.
He also liked their nights at home.
So she had to make him see reason, and push him to come home.
- But Lucy... Nathan... They...
In the name of their children, Goren put his finger to her lips, silencing her.
No.
Goren didn't want Eames to say their children's names, or he'd want to go home.
He loved his children, but he also wanted to enjoy his little wife, and have her all to himself.
So he was going to change her mind.
In addition, Nathan was with Lucy.
So he was safe.
Lucy was taking very good care of her little brother.
So there was nothing to worry about.
Lucy was very responsible for her age.
- Lucy knows very well take care of Nathan.
Yes.
It was true what Goren said.
Lucy looked after her little brother very well.
But still, they were their parents.
And instead of being obsessed with making love, they should go home and look after their children, even if they knew they were safe, and that Lucy would warn them if necessary.
Thinking of his eldest daughter, Eames couldn't, continually impose on Lucy to look after his little brother.

Mostly because of her parents, who were two real obsessives.
Because that's what they were.
Eames would never have believed that such passion could exist between two people.
And that's exactly what it was.
- Alex...
At his name, and at the hand Goren slid up the back of her neck to stop him at her breast and take him by the hand through the fabric, Eames snapped out of her thoughts, quivering at the caress.
- You see... you want this as much as I do.
- I don't...
The elevator doors opened, preventing Eames from continuing, as if everything were working against her.
Without wasting a second, Goren brought his hand to hers, intertwined his fingers with hers, and her delicately tugged, forcing her to follow.
- Follow me.
All rosy, Eames let Goren guide her.
Eames knew that no matter what excuse she said, Goren wouldn't listen.
And she couldn't stop him from doing what he wanted to do.
As always, he always did what he wanted with her.
But Eames had to admit, she wanted it as much as he did, to be alone with him, and for him to make love to her.
In addition, Eames wasn't worried about her children.
Lucy was there, watching over her grandson.
And if there was the slightest worry, she'd call them.

- Alex... Eames raised her face to Goren, who looked at her hesitantly, nervously clutching the sheet between his fingers. I want another child.
What.
Another child.
Goren wasn't serious.
Eames had trouble hearing.
And yet, the way he hesitantly spoke to her, nervously clutching the sheet, told her it was true, and that she had heard his words.
Goren wanted another child...
It couldn't be serious.
They already had Lucy and Nathan.
That should have been enough.
Especially since they were so far apart in age.
So a third...
- You don't want to...
Don't want...
But that was beside the point.
It wasn't that she didn't want to.
But still...
It was bad enough they didn't have much time for Lucy and Nathan, but what if they had a third.
He who complained about not having enough time alone with her.
With a third, there would be no time for the two of them.
In addition, they couldn't rely on their what eldest daughter.
Lucy was a teenager, and she needed to be with her friends.
Even if Eames had to admit, she'd only known one of Lucy's friends.
But that was no reason.
Lucy had a right to her independence.

And not to be there, taking care of his little brother all the time.
So another little brother...
Or another little sister...
- I don't know...
Eames didn't know...
So it wasn't a no.
And Goren knew very well how to get him to say yes, and show him that having another child would be very pleasant, and above all, his making.
- So I'll show you how pleasant it is to make another child.
What.
Goren wanted to show her that it was very pleasant to make another child.
But he wasn't listening.
Couldn't he give her time to get used to the idea of having a third child, and already enjoy her two children, instead of trying everything to get her to bend over and have another one, and right away.
Because Eames knew that if Goren showed her how pleasant it was to have another child, he'd still win every time, and she'd give in.
Her husband was far too clever for her.
And he knew all too well how to make her give in.
Gently, Goren pulled back the sheet covering Eames' naked body, admiring the shape of her body, and came to stand right on top of her.
- Just one more child... He lowered his lips along her neck, brushed against it, making her moan. And then I wouldn't ask more not.
Was that lie true.

Eames had his doubts, and suspected Goren wanted a large family.
And above all, many children.
- Really... This will be the last one...
At Eames's suspicious voice, Goren wasted no time in diverting her attention, and coming to take her breast full in his mouth, licked it, and titillated her hardened little tip with his teeth, making her moan.
But yes.
Goren was lying.
This way of diverting her attention, by making her of good, told her that it was indeed a lie, and that Goren, would ask her for more children.
And despite everything, Eames knew she wouldn't be able to refuse him.
- It's not fair... You...
Eames couldn't finish his sentence, because he was already moving his lips away from her breast, sliding them down her belly and stopping at her crotch.
- Alex... He raised his face to her. Let's stop talking, want you... He grabbed her hips, spread her thighs. I want to do you good... He brought his hands to her pelvis, dipped his head to her crotch, stuck out his tongue, licked greedily at her little knob, and her little already moist labia, making her moan, and grip her ebony curls.

The end