“Sage.” He laughed. “I’m into anything, so long as you’re with me.”

“You’re killing me here, Sage!”“I’m not doing anything.”“Exactly my point.”

“Do me a favor?” Anything. I’ll do anything you ask me to, so long as you’re shirtless.”

“Making a sound that was both a laugh and a sob, Kellan stared into his son’s eyes. “Hey, little man,” he whispered. “I’m your dad, and I love you . . . so much.” Voice quavering, he added, “I’m so glad you’re here.”

“Wait. Let me guess. You’re giving me the cold shoulder, right?”With that, she sighed. “Shouldn’t you be with your friends, staring at yourselves in the mirror?”He laughed. “That’s funny. I’ll have to remember that.”“I’m not being funny. I’m being serious.”“Oh, because we’re so good-looking”

“That depends on the man. I like breasts myself. A nice rack goes a long way in getting me to do just about anything. Even stupid things. (Phobos)You are so offensive! (Delphine)Oh, please, I’m ten thousand years old. You’re lucky I’m not more chauvinistic than I am. Babe, I’ve come a long way. (Phobos)”