But you should know? Rory's brain kicked into overdrive. What should Rory know? Rory should know a lot of things. The seconds that Eisen paused, trying to think of what to say to him were nothing short of agonizing. They might as well have been months. Years. Eons. Rory swore that in those few seconds, his brain ran through all the most awful possibilities at lightning speed. But still... the whole time his heart was beating a little faster not out of fear, but out of hope. There was something that he might say. Something that he'd wanted to here for a long, long time. Something that he thought he'd never hear except in his dreams (and even then, only when they were good ones).
But then... Eisen said it. I think I'm falling in love with you. Rory's heart could've burst from his chest. For a moment, he was actually almost sure that it had. Could this be real? Could this be happening? Rory's eyes fluttered closed for a moment, and as he opened them again, Eisen was revising his statement. No. It wasn't even as uncertain as "I think." It was better than that. Eisen knew. And as Rory opened his eyes and looked back into Eisen's, Rory knew it, too.
Rory didn't even realize that his mouth had fallen open. Not that it mattered. Not when he'd pressed Eisen's lips against his own. Ordinarily, Rory was all about words. But words had let him down too many times, especially recently. It might have been stupid. It might have been rash and unwise, but Rory had decided to act. Even if it was just this once. Just one kiss. That's all he needed (or at least, that's all he told himself he needed). Lexie could understand that, right? But as his arms curled around Eisen's shoulders, any thoughts of Lexie were immediately chased away. He had Eisen. At least for now, for this moment, he had Eisen.
And nothing else mattered. Nothing else mattered at all.