"Baby, no, of course not," Paul said, his heart going out to Celeste.  It was starting to seem as though no matter what he did here one of his girls would be hurt.  "You're perfect, Celeste.  You're beautiful, and responsible, and a fantastic lover... and I love you, too.  I love being with you; you make me happy, and I hope that I make you happy too.  But..."  There it was.  The 'but'.  "I'm worried about Carlie.  She's overreacted here, I know.  But it's hurt her.  You know how she feels about her mother.  How you feel, too.  To have her thinking that I love her less than I love you is..."  Paul sighed.  I don't know if she could handle it, Celeste.  And I don't think that she should have to.  Not with everything that's happened already."