Rory holds her hand. "You're right, I don't have to be with you. But I want to be with you, and I'd do anything to be with you again. There's nothing I want more." he lifts her head up. "I don't want anything less than this." he kisses her on the lips.

Rory breaks the kiss and looks at her, smiling. "You don't understand how hard it was to do that when I was here last time." he wraps his arms around her and kisses her again. "Miss Carter, will you give me the honour of being your man again?" he grins.

"Veronica, please?... It felt right again, stop pushing me away..." he looks at her. "What do I have to do to make things happen again? I want to be with you but you keep avoiding me. I've paid for my mistakes and now I want to make things right again."

It has been a low-key start of the year for Ryan. After wrapping up his tour a week before Christmas last year, he has gone off the grid from a public standpoint. Ryan has been back in Los Angeles for the last week as he began rehearsals for his upcoming tour of Australia and Asia, where he finally gets back to his "regular" lifestyle. He already had a few blisters on his fingers from the amount of guitar playing he's been doing the last few days. All things considered, he was enjoying his downtime and freedom to run without a schedule at the back of his mind. In all aspects of his life he could say he was comfortable in the space everything was occupying, including his love life and growing relationship. Ryan used his free hand while he drove to fix his hair, although it didn't have much structure other than raised with a few strands of short hairs on his forehead. He parked his car on the driveway, opening the driver side door and stepping out. He's currently wearing a stripped collarless long-sleeve shirt with a visible white tee underneath it, along with a pair of denim blue jeans and a pair of brown boots, as he now throws on a light brown jacket. He adjusts the jacket while grabbing a small bag from the passenger seat, closing the door once he retrieves it. Taking his black wayfarer sunglasses off, he takes the steps quickly to the front door, knocking at it a few times.

Ryan raised his head once the door opened, smirking at the sight of Izzy. In now their half year of dating, things were going pretty steady with them. He personally felt a rather welcoming, worry-free happiness with her. "Hey to you, too." He said quietly, putting a hand on Izzy's waist, leaning down and placing a soft kiss on her lips. He pulled away slowly, keeping his forehead on hers as he smiles a bit. "Are you gonna let me in or do I have to kiss you more for that? If I do, I have no problem just making out with you right here." He jokingly added to her, kissing her again as he moved his hand to her lower back now.

He stepped inside once she made way for him to pass by. He chuckled at her next comment, nodding his head as he followed her into the kitchen. "I do enjoy hearing that I have you all to myself for the rest of the day. It certainly gives me a lot of ideas. I won't lie, most are on the dirty side of things." He added with a small laugh. It was obvious that Ryan was quite the sexual person, and it has perhaps only increased that since dating Isabel. "You look as wonderful as always today, by the way." Ryan leaned against the kitchen counter, nodding his head at her question. "Yeah, I'll take a beer if you have any. Or wine is a good too. I'm trying to preserve this whole no hard liquor thing." In the months he's had off the road, he's also been able to become more healthy. He hasn't had a drink of whiskey in the last two months and from that he was already much thinner than just a couple of months ago.

"Well you know how my mind works, honey. I would have no issue with just staying in for the rest of the day, getting both of us naked, and just having sex until we no longer can. Obviously in bed, on the couch, on the floor, and maybe this very kitchen counter again. Although I remember last time that was a little harsh on your back." He added with a wink and soft chuckle. He was always more than comfortable talking about sex, in his past sometimes more so than he should have. But these days he knew what conversation were meant to be kept off an interview or Twitter feed and just between the people involved. "Oh, I know your girlfriends love themselves some wine. Maybe my next gift to you will be just baskets filled with alcohol instead of flowers." He jokingly stated with a smile, thanking her once she handed him the glass. "You know, I've done it before. I had to give up any type of alcohol when I was dealing with all those issues involving my voice, but it's harder now when it's self-imposed. Before I knew I had to do it, it was a job requirement. But I feel healthier and I've lost a bit of weight since giving it up seven weeks ago now, so it's not the end of my world."

"We can go back to the trusty bedroom, it's fine. We tried it and maybe it wasn't our brightest idea." He added with a laugh, taking a sip of the wine she had handed to him moments earlier. "Plus your bare ass on the kitchen counter again might make future friends or family visits a bit awkward." Ryan chuckled. He nodded his head as she spoke about her constantly busy schedule with one thing or another. He didn't mind it though, being from the same entertainment field, it hadn't been an issue for them in the months they've been together. They always tried to make time for each other no matter what size of the sphere they were. "You are a little work horse, always keeping yourself busy with one thing or another. That's not a bad thing though. There is no ceiling you can hit when it comes to trying to best yourself at whatever you do. I just came from rehearsals actually, but obviously I require a lot less dancing for my rehearsals than yours. Still built up a good sweat." He jokingly remarked, having another drink from the glass. Heturned his attention to the small bag he was holding once she mentioned it, having forgotten about it. "Oh, this is just a little present I got for someone on my way over. It's nothing too fancy but I think she'll like it." He told her with a small, giving smile.

"Well seeing you in those little shorts isn't helping my arousal levels decrease any amount at all, but we'll deal with that outside of the kitchen." He smirked back at her, leaning down to give her a quick kiss on the lips. "Honestly, the only time I've seen you be completely not busy is those four or five days we spent in Montana a few months ago. Otherwise you're always on go. I respect that, though. You don't take what you've earned for granted." He had a great deal of respect for her as both an artist and otherwise. If he were 21 and in the position she's in both terms of workload and star power, he would have gone insane. "Hey, hey, hey. I never said it was for you, Iz." He chuckled softly, playfully putting the small gift bag behind his back. "It's not beef jerky but now I know for next time I could spend a lot less money."

Lexi sat on the couch, looking at the tv while she waits for Elyar to arrive. She had text him earlier to see if he could come over today since her grandma wouldn't be back home for awhile. She was happy when he said that he could but also pretty nervous. It was the first time that a guy was actually in to her so it was all pretty new. She didn't want to mess things up with him because she sorta liked him. She sighed and slouched back on the couch. "Don't screw this up," Lexi said to herself. She grabs the remote and flips through the channels as she continues waiting.