Adrian/Ali
They would figure it out. Adrian was confident that, somehow, they could make this work and he wasn't going to worry about the details when right now all he really wanted to do was kiss her. He hadn't been fully aware of how, exactly, he had felt about her until he'd heard the words coming from his mouth and it seemed to be a moment worth celebrating. She loved him, he loved her, they had a son. It might all be overwhelming if he stopped to analyze it right at the moment, but for right now, it felt simply amazing.
He shook his head at her apologies, a hand moving over her cheek. "It's in the past," he told him, managing a small smile. His own feelings on the matter of their son were still a jumble and not likely to be resolved soon, but he refused to let himself resent her or remain angry with her over what had happened. He wouldn't risk what was happening now for the sake of being angry over something it was too late to change. "No more secrets? Promise me that and I'm content to leave the past where it belongs."