“I love you. I’m not going anywhere.”

“I love you . . . even if you are insane.”Kellan was chuckling as he opened the shower door. “Good, because I think I’m going to be burping soap bubbles for a week.”

“I couldn’t take the pain. I tried to get over you. Every time with them, I was with you. I’m so sorry…I love you.”

“I didn’t want to fuck either of those girls because I’m in love with your fucking sister! Are you happy now, bitch! I’m fucking whipped… just like these other pussies.”

“I love you. I would do it all over again if I needed to. I’d go back to the beginning for you.”

“My day isn’t complete until I’m deep inside you. Your body wrapped around mine is the only way I feel whole. But don’t think it’s just sex and a physical response to you that I’m feeling. It’s not…it’s so much more. You’ve opened me in a way that leaves me bleeding, vulnerable. Being with you, making love to you, it only solidifies what I feel for you. I know that I’ve become one of those spouting, love-sick idiots, but what it all boils down to is three words that don’t mean nearly enough…I love you.”

“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.”