Ok. Jessica let me cut to the chase. There's two ways we could do this : 1. I could ask you on a date, we could go out for a lovely romantic meal. It would be slightly awkward at first as we met on tinder, but once you realise I'm a funny charismatic guy you soon relax into my company. From then on things would go smoothly. Frequent dates progressing into a relationship, we would love and laugh and generally enjoy each other's company. Eventually I pluck up the courage and ask you to marry me. We move into our first house. After falling pregnant you quit work and I take over the financial responsibilities myself. Not long after the second child comes along and things start to go downhill. You let yourself go and only have time for the kids, I'm working long hard hours to pay for the family and love leaves the relationship. I start an affair and my stupidity and by lying leads to you finding out. Divorce ensues. You get the kids and we agree I can see them on weekends. The poor children then grow up with parents that hate each other. That's not fair on them. Which brings me to option 2. We have a quickie, I use a condom. Everyone wins. Think of the kids Jessica...