Dana Keen's Story

Kyler sighed heavily, biting his lip to keep from moaning. He turned his head, and began to kiss her so deeply, and move his hands down to her hips.

Kyler thought for a minute, standing, and slid onto the bed next to her. "What's the next holiday? Christmas? Then, Christmas." He smiled, and pecked her cheek, laying on his stomach next to her.

"And if it wasn't for me, you'd still be getting abused by the idiot! " He felt his heart rip out. "You'd be on the streets if it wasn't for me! I took you in. TWICE. And this is how you act to me? " He growled. "You wouldn't even be you, without me." He chuckled, then slowly laughed. "Get out of my sight, or I can have security escort you. Your choice." Henry hid behind Kyler, his eyes red and his cheeks tear-stained. He buried his head in Kyler's stomach, and Kyler held him close, watching Dana. He went to say something, then stopped. "What are you waiting for? Get out!" He had anger in his voice, and he'd raised it. Anger and sadness filled his eyes.

Kyler was listening to them, and after a few minutes, was about to say something, but suddenly felt the familiar touch of Dana's lips on his own, and kissed back for only a mere second, before pushing her off of him. "Dana.. no. We've tried this multiple times, each time ending the way we didn't want. You're married. Be happy." He then turned to the kids. "I'm sorry everything has to come out like this, kids. But, technically, I'm the oddball of this small family. Neither of you are my children biologically, but I will always love you as if you always were, kiddos." He kissed Hadley's head, and Henry's head.


Henry had tears welling up. "But, you always said how you and Mom were.." Kyler cut him off. "Your mother was married to me, and she cheated on me. Your real father is out there somewhere, and has no idea you're alive." Henry only nodded, and hugged Kyler. Kyler then waved to all of them. "I best be on my way. I have an early appointment in the morning." He gave that friendly, warm, fatherly smile he always had.

Henry waved slightly, and looked down as the door slammed.