- Alex...
- Um...
With her head nestled against Goren's chest, Eames let her little fingers wander over his chest.
She felt good, and really didn't want to move.
- I need to talk to you.
Talk to her...
And about what.
He couldn't savour the moment.
- It's important.
So with regret, she raised her head, to come face to face with two brown eyes looking at her with extreme gentleness.
- I'm listening.
Ah, at last he had Eames' full attention.
Not that the idea of her stays like that against him was unpleasant.
On the contrary...
He loved it.
Her head resting against his chest, her little fingers caressing it, her little breasts with their little points brushing against his stomach, and their legs intertwined.
But Goren knew that if she stayed like that, he'd have other things on his mind and wouldn't be able to tell her what he wanted to say.
He brought his hand to her cheek and stroked it with infinite gentleness.
- Alex... She nodded, inviting him to continue with what he wanted to say. You know...
But Goren's phone rang, stopping her from continuing.
Oh no.
It wasn't the right moment.
For once, when he was trying to open his heart and wanted to say something important to Eames, his phone had to ring.
Reluctantly, he reached for his phone, but Eames was quicker and picked it up.
She pressed the off-hook button and put it to her ear.
- Who's asking for Bobby... It's his sweetheart on the line.
At Eames' audacity, Goren opened his mouth to close it again, shocked that she could have done that, and even said that.
If it was someone from work, he was going to have to give explanations, and people would not stop asking him about his girlfriend.
If they didn't recognise Eames' voice first.
- What do you want to ask him, Logan. We're busy at the moment.
Goren blushed violently at her words.
Not only was she answering his phone, but she was hinting at what had just happened, without any embarrassment or restraint.
So he removed the phone from Eames' tiny fingers and put it to her ear.
- Logan... I'll be right there.
Ah, no.
It was out of the question that he would leave her like that.
Just because Logan was calling didn't mean he had to rush over.
In addition, Eames wanted to spend a little more time with Goren.
And why shouldn't they renew what had happened.
So Eames grabbed the phone from Goren's fingers, hung up and put it on the bedside table.

She wrapped her arms around his waist and rested her head against his chest.
- At least if it had been a woman... And not Logan... She would have known you weren't free.
Pardon.
He'd heard Eames's words.
If it had been a woman...
She would have known he wasn't free.
Could it be that the little lady was possessive of him.
But that satisfied smile on her lips told him it was real.
Could it be that...
- Men are so fickle.
How so.
Fickle, him.
But not at all.
Not all men were like that.
Finally, most of them.
Because Goren had to admit that a lot of them were.
But he wasn't.
And Eames knew this perfectly well.
And also that he despised that kind of man.
- You know very well...
- Taratata. Eames waved his finger in Goren's face. You're all the same. All it takes is one pretty young girl you make eyes at you... And you…

Well, it was better to avoid this kind of discussion.
He was sure it wouldn't produce any good.
In addition, Logan was waiting for him, so he had to go.
So, gently, he stepped aside.
- What are you doing...
Didn't she see him...
Did he really need to explain.
- I'm going to go.
Oh no.
It was out of the question he was going to leave like that.
It was as if he was trying to avoid her conversation.
So she wrapped her arms around his neck, pressed her small breasts against his powerful chest and weighed all her weight on his body, preventing him from moving away.
Name of God...
Goren often forgot that, despite her small, slender body, Eames had strength.

And at this very moment, he was being held back and blocked by the little lady.
Why was she stopping him from leaving.
He was just going to join Logan.
- Alex... Let me breathe a little.
Oh...
So, he needed to breathe...
Well, there was nothing like mouth-to-mouth.
She raised her face to his, and brought her lips to his.
But Goren understood the little lady's ploy, so he put his hand on her lips, preventing Eames from kissing her.
- But...
At Eames' reaction, who was biting her lips, sulking, Goren let his hand fall back to put a small, tender smile on his lips, and brought his other hand to her golden hair, caressing it with infinite tenderness.
- Alex... I'm not young any more... He looked down, his cheeks flushed. And I can't necessarily do...
Oh...
Eames blushed fiercely at this.
Yes, he was of a certain age, but so was she.
And that didn't stop her.
So maybe if she insisted a little.
She moved her hand to his crotch, but Goren intercepted her hand, stopping her gesture.
- You keep this up... You're gonna kill me.
- You...
Goren put his hand to his lips and shook his head in denial, stopping her from continuing to speak.
- You're beautiful and desirable... But I'm not twenty any more. And I can't do that all the time. Eames opened his eyes wide, surprised by this admission. You don't know... That no man could fail to fall under your spell... And your body...
- Really...
He nodded, his face serious.
Very well, then.
Just this once, and just this once, she would leave him alone, well almost.
Because Eames really regretted not being able to continue their lovemaking.
She liked what they were doing, and she was very demanding.
So maybe tonight...
- If I don't insist... Eames took her hand in his, turned it, and opened it. You promise me that tonight... She lowered her lips to his finger, took it into her mouth, wrapped her tongue around it and sucked. You'll make love to me again.
Name of God...
How could he remain insensitive to Eames, especially when she was doing this to him.
He was hypnotised by the way she sucked his finger, and it inflamed him.
And at that very moment, he was dying for just one thing...
To possess her again.
But he had to pull himself together and, above all, control himself.
Because if he was going to join Logan, it was for something very important, and it concerned the little enchantress who was sucking his finger.
- You will be ask me whatever you want.
Anything...
Anything she wanted...
- So, for wait for tonight...
She withdrew her finger from his mouth, brought her hands to his face, took him, lowered her face to his, took possession of his lips gently, and intertwined their tongues in a slow dance.
Goren felt himself faint at the kiss, and couldn't hold back the moan that escaped his lips.
- Alex... I...
He wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed his small body against hers, which was so big.
But suddenly he realised he was giving in to her weakness, so he pulled himself together.
- But no. We must not to do this.
Gently, he put his hands on Eames' shoulders, pushed her away, and stepped out of bed, heading for her clothes.
- You know you've got a really nice body with your curves. Goren, who had his back to her and was reaching for his shirt, stopped, blushing violently. I love your curves.
Eames got up from the bed, grabbed the sheet, wrapped it around her body and slowly made her way towards Goren.
When she reached him, she put her hand on his back and slid it down to his stomach, brushing against him.
- I love touching your curves. She let her little fingers slide lower. And also...
Sensing that Eames's little fingers were getting dangerously close to his member, Goren pulled away to face her.
- You told me, that you not insist.
He hastily gathered up his clothes and slipped them on.
Yes, that's what she said...
That she wouldn't insist.
But she hadn't promised anything.
So...
- I have to go.
Dressed, he rushed out of the room, under Eames' surprised gaze.
Was it her, or was he running away from her.
But two seconds later he was back in the room, heading for his bag, where he took out something and put it in his pocket.
- I'd forgotten something. Finally, two things.
He moved towards Eames, and arrived at her side, he took her face between his hands, and lowered his lips to hers, brushing against them.
- I'm looking forward to tonight.
On this words, he pulled away from Eames, leaving her alone, his hand on her lips, his cheeks pink, still confused by the kiss and his words.
It was the first time Goren had taken the initiative to kiss her like that, without any restraint.
And she loved it.
Now she had to think of something else, like getting dressed and going to join Barek.
But first, Eames would go for a little walk on the beach.
She wanted to go for a walk by the water.