Rory stood frozen for a few seconds, but managed to gather his wits at the last moment. Jack's kiss skated over his cheek.

He extricated himself from Jack's grasp, and took a step back. He heaved a breath as though gearing himself up for a big speech, but all he said was, "Uh." Then, "I am married, you know? And not into men besides. What sort of dream is this?"