Rylee liked Gus because, well, she enjoyed hanging out with him for one. For two, they did seem to have the same preference for relationships. Or, well, not relationships, as the case may be.

"Feel free to work your magic on me," she encouraged him, smirking. Ooo, take charge. She kind of liked that and leaned up to meet him for the kiss. Just, of course, as her phone started ringing. She completely ignored it. "I'll get the voicemail," she murmured.