Page 106 of Unscripted with Mila

“I hope so. I’m not feeling as restless, but it will take a bit for the meds to even out. I need to see my doctor when I get back to LA.”

She hummed, but I felt the way she tensed.

I pulled her closer. “That’s not for a while, Mila.” I pressed a kiss to her head. “And I was thinking about what Tom said earlier.”

“Which part?”

“Living somewhere other than LA.”

“Ohh…” she breathed out. “Anywhere in particular?”

“Wherever you are,” I said honestly.

“Here?” she whispered.

“Well, with Sammy marrying Luke, you’ll need a roommate. I can give you references.”

“I’ll have to think about it,” she teased, but I caught the glint of tears in her eyes as she turned her head.

I squeezed her waist. “You do that.”

“I might want to use her bedroom as an extra office. You’d have to share my room.”

I sighed heavily. “I suppose I could live with that.”

We stopped at the end of her driveway. The porch light was on, its glow a warm welcome.

“You really want to stay here?”

I looped my arms around her waist. “I know it’s fast, and I know nothing is settled, but yeah. The thought of being here with you. This place. Your family. A real home. All of it makes sense to me in a way nothing ever has before. I always felt as if I was adrift. My apartment was a pit stop, my life on hold. Nothing felt permanent. I never felt settled.” I looked around. “This place makes me feel grounded. You make me feel as if I belong.”

“You do.”

I looked down at her, knowing what I was feeling, what I wanted, was right. I wanted a life that included her. She would hate LA, but I would love it here. And she would be my world. My career came second.

“Then we’ll talk about it again once everything settles. But my future contains you, Mila.”

Her eyes glowed. “Okay.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

NICHOLAS

Amber stared at me. “Nick, that is horrible.”

“I know. I’m still reeling from it all.”

“How are you coping?” she asked.

I took a sip of coffee, looking around as grips and set decorators ran around. The ABC offices were perfect for the scenes when Duncan confronted Roxie at work. They were putting the finishing touches on the rooms, and we would start filming tomorrow.

“I’m settling. Luckily, it was discovered before too much damage was done. Thanks to Mila.”

“And MJ?”

“Will be gone soon enough. She texted last night to see how I was doing. I couldn’t help grinding in her failure, so I called her and gave her the whole story of how I tripped and the pills landed in a sink full of water, and I had to go get a new prescription.” I grinned at Amber. “It was a stellar performance.”

“How did she react?”