Though Eisen’s breathing was even now, he still felt like he was on cloud nine. His eyes settled on Rory, and a gentle smile crossed his face. How could I have missed it? he asked himself again, eyeing the floor and reaching over Rory to gather his shirt from the floor. He didn’t put it on, instead he used it to clean his own hand, then took Rory’s and cleaned it, too, tossing it haphazardly to the floor. “I wish you’d told me sooner,” he pointed out, not chastising, not angrily… nothing like that. No, he just wished he’d known. “Things could have been so different.” So different. “I know it was probably complicated, but… this has to have been impossible for you, keeping it in for all this time.”
Rory had always dealt with things quietly, but Eisen had always thought that he was the exception to that. This, though… this explained so much. Rory’s refusal to give Fiona a chance, for one. And exactly why he’d been so upset when Eisen had kissed… Lexie. Oh God, Lexie. “I… I need to tell Lexie. Tomorrow. Tonight… is about us. We’ll deal with everything else tomorrow.”
He met Rory’s eyes and breathed in deeply. “This… explains a lot, though. Why you didn’t want to be with Fiona and why you were so upset when Lexie and I…” he hugged Rory to him. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Rory. I never meant to hurt you,” he whispered. “If I’d known…” If he’d known, he didn’t know what would happen, really. But he knew now that Rory Spinelli was the only one who could make him re-evaluate whether or not he was attracted to men. “It’ll be different now. I promise.”