"You kiddin'? My wife would kick my ass," he answers, even though she wouldn't and even though he and Katie technically aren't married yet. They've picked a date, though, and they're planning and each week that creeps by is a week closer to their wedding, so Russell figures they're close enough that he can refer to her as such to strangers. Besides, he likes how that sounds. Most of the time he's pretty sure the people he knew in Ogden Marsh would think he'd been abducted and replaced by an alien, not because he's been much of a womanizer back home, but simply because he mostly hadn't bothered. He'd dated now and then, had a few one night stands, but nothing important. Nothing that mattered. Not until Katie.
For awhile in Darrow, he'd kept on the same track. There had been Helen -- and why she was ever at all interested in him, he's still got no idea -- and Molly for a brief period, but as much as he loves them both now in their own ways, he's still never experienced what he has with Katie with anyone else. He wonders if that's how Reid feels about Luke, if that's what they've got going between them, and then he finds himself hoping it is. It's a good feeling, maybe the best he's ever known, and he thinks everyone deserves a shot at that.
"Besides, when the time comes to get our son a pet, I'm thinkin' more along the lines of a dog," he admits, leaning against the counter as he watches Reid with something bordering on amusement. He's really about to take these two ugly as hell cats home with him, all without really asking his boyfriend, and he figures he's got to have a lot of trust in this Luke guy to feel comfortable with doing this.
"Oh, we have plenty of dogs right now, too!" Denise adds, clearly excited by the prospect of getting him to adopt one and Russell shakes his head quickly, holding up his hands.
"Nope. That's gonna be a family venture," he says. "I don't wanna be the one pickin' out my son's dog." Of course he'll guide Jamie, give him a hand, especially while he's still so small, but as of right now, he can't imagine choosing a pet for the whole family all on his own.
"Well, alright," Denise says as she prepares Reid's paperwork. "But when you decide it's time, you make sure to come back to me."
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For awhile in Darrow, he'd kept on the same track. There had been Helen -- and why she was ever at all interested in him, he's still got no idea -- and Molly for a brief period, but as much as he loves them both now in their own ways, he's still never experienced what he has with Katie with anyone else. He wonders if that's how Reid feels about Luke, if that's what they've got going between them, and then he finds himself hoping it is. It's a good feeling, maybe the best he's ever known, and he thinks everyone deserves a shot at that.
"Besides, when the time comes to get our son a pet, I'm thinkin' more along the lines of a dog," he admits, leaning against the counter as he watches Reid with something bordering on amusement. He's really about to take these two ugly as hell cats home with him, all without really asking his boyfriend, and he figures he's got to have a lot of trust in this Luke guy to feel comfortable with doing this.
"Oh, we have plenty of dogs right now, too!" Denise adds, clearly excited by the prospect of getting him to adopt one and Russell shakes his head quickly, holding up his hands.
"Nope. That's gonna be a family venture," he says. "I don't wanna be the one pickin' out my son's dog." Of course he'll guide Jamie, give him a hand, especially while he's still so small, but as of right now, he can't imagine choosing a pet for the whole family all on his own.
"Well, alright," Denise says as she prepares Reid's paperwork. "But when you decide it's time, you make sure to come back to me."