Page 49 of Unscripted with Mila

I touched her cheek. “Thank you.”

I frowned. “You’re still pale. And she’s right. That’s twice I’ve made you faint. Maybe you should listen to Andi and stay away.”

“Maybe you should stop worrying about that.”

I smiled and leaned closer, kissing her. “I don’t think that’s an option anymore.”

“For me either.”

“Then we’re stuck,” I observed.

She sighed as I kissed her again. “I guess so.”

* * *

I left her in her room. Neither of us mentioned the pool. She needed her rest, and I needed to think. In my room, I brought up my contract with MJ on my laptop. I had scanned in the dog-eared pages, the original in my safe-deposit box along with some other important items.

I went through it again, shaking my head. I had signed it when I was young and stupid. When MJ and I were both new to the acting world. I thought we were a great team and she was all I needed. And for a while, we were. Then her ego grew, and my problems started.

Both became too much to handle.

I rubbed my eyes, staring out into the darkness from the seat on the balcony. I needed to tell Mila the truth. She shouldn’t be involved with me unless she knew. Unless she could accept my limitations. I wasn’t sure Mila was an affair sort of girl. She was the kind you fell in love with, married, and planned a lifetime around.

I had no lifetime to offer. No stability. All I could offer her was a few weeks on set. Some passion and my attention for a short time. Invariably, I would drift away, and she would go back to her life.

I hung my head, rotating my shoulders. I was a bastard. A selfish bastard. Even though all of that was true, even though I knew she was a virgin, inexperienced, shy, and sweet, I still wanted to pursue this. I knew I would walk away, or that she would get tired of me and leave, but I still wanted this. Wanted her. Even for a short while.

Because when I was in her company, forever didn’t seem impossible. The future wasn’t empty. I wasn’t alone.

Being Nicholas Scott wasn’t awful because she liked me.

And even though I knew that, too, would change, I also knew I was selfish enough not to stop it.

And that right there was the reason I should.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

MILA

“Sammy,” I breathed out. “Really?”

“The man is an animal in bed. Plus, he is so incredible,” my sister sighed. “He was hurt badly, Mila. He hides so much of himself. But he shows me.”

“Sounds like you’re in love with him.”

“No, we both agreed it’s just for now.”

“Uh-huh. Agreements can change.”

“I don’t think Luke wants that.”

“What do you want?” I asked.

She was silent for a moment, and when she spoke, her voice was low. “I’m not sure anymore.”

Then she changed the subject, injecting a bright note into her voice.

“Dad and some of the cousins are coming to help with rebuilds. I’m so excited to show them the ranch.”