Adrian didn't care, either, that she was standing here in her slippers, which were actually kind of adorable and so very her or that they weren't exactly as alone as it felt like they were in this moment. He hadn't consciously been hoping or waiting for this moment, but here it was and it was perfect in every way. It was them, sudden and unexpected and impulsive. Adrian rarely did anything on impulse, but Ali, she brought it out in him and that was something he had always loved about her.
"I love you," he repeated at her whispered demand, lips turned up into a smile as he kissed her yet again. He lingered only a moment and then a murmured "Merlin, do I love you," before he was pulling her into a deeper embrace.
In this moment, he wasn't thinking about their separate friends or their son or anything else. He wasn't thinking about how hurt and angry he'd been at her keeping Ryan from him, keeping the very fact of his existence a secret for so long. He wasn't thinking about how her closest friends hated him or how that feeling was pretty much mutual. The only thing that existed in this moment was her, them. Nothing else mattered.