I’m doing them with you. I want to keep loving Connor exactly the way I do, like he’s mine, ours, because he fucking feels like it. That kid owns my heart, and there isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t hope one day Dada won’t just be a name he calls me because it’s a phase, but because I’m the man he can count on to be there for him all the damn time.” “Oh my God,” Rosie murmurs. “I love you.”
