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“I like you too.” Isaac managed as Aaron removed his chin, propping himself up on an elbow on the sofa again.
“Thank you.”
Isaac’s brows furrowed, “For what?”
“Everything. Today was a total nightmare but somehow, you made it better, bearable I mean.”
“I didn’t do anything but my job.”
“You did more than that and you know it. You stopped me from making a scene at the church. You got me out of there. You talked to me in the lobby and on the plane to keep me from getting lost in my head. You got drunk with me even though you told me you don’t normally drink because you don’t like the feeling of being out of control. You’ve been there for me every step of the way today and I appreciate it more than I can say.”
Isaac was surprised by the mostly coherent words. Not just because Aaron didn’t stumble over a single word either. He hadn’t realized Aaron knew he kept talking to him so he wouldn’t dwell on what was happening. Aaron had been paying more attention than he’d realized and he didn’t sound as drunk as Isaac thought he was either.
“It is my job to take care of you.” He admitted, “But I’m glad I was able to be here for you too.”
Aaron was silent and Isaac took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. He wasn’t sure why the lack of response felt like a slight but he pushed the feeling down. This conversation was getting too deep and too personal. It was better that Aaron had either fallen asleep or gone back to watching the movie. He was still trying to decide if he should call it a night and go to bed or finish watching the movie with Aaron when he heard his name whispered softly from just over his shoulder a few minutes later.
“Isaac?”
“Hmm?”
“Isaac?”
“Yeah?” Isaac turned his head to look at Aaron where he lay on the sofa behind him when he said his name again.
In the dim light of the television he realized they were a lot closer than he’d thought. The light flickered over Aaron’s handsome face and Isaac’s eyes automatically fell to his lips. Aaron’s mouth parted slightly and Isaac watched as his tongue flicked out to wet his bottom lip. Isaac’s groin tightened even as he told himself to look away, to move away, that whatever closeness he was feeling was only because of the alcohol in his bloodstream.
But before he could talk sense into his inebriated brain, Aaron leaned forward and pressed his lips against Isaac’s in the softest flutter of a kiss.