"Alright then," he said, nodding and breathing in deeply.  He leaned down and kissed the top of Celeste's  head affectionately.  "I love you very much, Celeste.  So much that I think my heart might burst sometimes, because you're so much to me, you take up so much space."  He paused, simply basking in the presence of his daughter, the intimate proximity they shared as father and child, and as lovers.  "I think that this will work out for the best, baby.  Like it did when you and I got together, even though I was a little bit unsure to start with, remember?  But it turned out to be this wonderful thing which has brought so much light into my life."  A smile parted Paul's lips, hopeful and nostalgic at once.  "So, I think that tonight Carlie needs to see how much we both love her.  Will you help me with that, Celeste?  I want to make her feel loved, the way that you make me feel loved, and the way I try to make you feel.  And I want us all to be a part of it.  As a family."