Kade patted Alec's shoulder with a smirk. "You're welcome, babe. Always happy to help rub the sting of a good hangover in a bit. Death Drops? No additional sympathy for that, hell no. They were barely tolerable in our early twenties and now we won't see the healthy side of 30 again, so you were playing with fire, love. I don't know how anyone can drink that shite. Voddy, tequila, and absinthe mixed together is the work of the devil. How you didn't spew it all back up immediately is beyond me but you still pushed on to get laid, so your stamina doesn't seem affected." He would be lying if he wasn't at least slightly wondering about the guy Alec slept with but he wasn't a masochist. He didn't need to know and it really didn't matter. If they went to be tonight back together, Alec was still free to do what - and who - he liked last night. "I don't fucking doubt for a minute marriage complicates things. It just seems to me, though, that a good marriage would be worth the challenges. It means you're not in the small stuff alone. Don't get me wrong, it's not a deal breaker. People don't have to get married to be committed. It just seems that, well, queer people can get married here now, so why not? Unless there's glaring reasons why not to do it, well... why not? An easier out if it goes wrong, maybe, but divorce is hardly the equivalent of slaying a dragon these days and your brother is a solicitor who could push it through easier than doing a Maccas run on a Saturday night. We don't have to talk about it all now. This is just my way of saying that if we get back together, part of that process for me is that we're going to have to talk about these things. We promise to communicate better, then I mean about everything. So, I just want to begin to put it out there that I think I do want kids some day. Or even just one kid. I want to be a dad. Even if it takes us years to talk some of the shit through, we have to start somewhere."