Page 93 of Unscripted with Mila

“How closely will I be watching?”

“Close enough you’ll feel every inch of me, baby.”

“Okay, then. Let’s go. I need you in pain soon.”

“Great.”

* * *

I looked around in wonder as we walked to her parents’ house. This community was an amazing place, well laid out, open, and peaceful. Mila pointed out the various houses and the family members who lived in them. “That’s the Hub,” she said. “Amber wants to do some filming there.”

“This is incredible.”

She squeezed my arm. “I can’t believe you came early.”

“I was going to surprise you. Andi surprised me.”

“She knows how much I’ve missed you.”

I pressed a kiss to her head. “I’ve missed you, Shortcake. I stayed busy, but it’s been endless.” I winked at her. “I haven’t had a decent coffee since you left.”

Her laughter made me smile. “I’ll have to make up for that.”

“Yes, you will.”

She paused at the door to her parents’. “Are you ready?”

“As I’ll ever be.”

Except, I wasn’t.

* * *

Three hours later, I sat at the Hub, surrounded by uncles, aunts, cousins, her nan and pops, and whoever else they managed to find at the last minute. Coffee flowed, pie was consumed, and I was peppered with questions. It was like a press conference.

Yet, I felt nothing but welcomed. The women fussed over me, the men asked a lot of technical questions, and Mila sat beside me, her hand in mine, only moving on occasion to get more coffee. The building was remarkable, and I knew Amber would be thrilled. The views, the vast rooms, and the people. I wasn’t sure there were this many naturally good-looking people in Hollywood.

Coffee and pie led into Chinese food and wine. Some of the best scotch I’d ever tasted. More people showed up, and I was surrounded. There were babies to meet, more cousins to try to keep track of. The laughter was constant.

“Is it always like this?” I asked Mila, leaning close.

“No.” She grinned. “Usually, it’s worse. Wait until Sundays.”

“Sundays?”

“Family brunch. We get a big crowd.”

I looked around. “You mean there’re more?”

She nodded. “This is mostly everyone who lives here. Richard and Katy arrive this week, and all the cousins who live in Toronto or locally will show up. It gets loud.”

“This isn’t loud?” I asked with a laugh.

“No, trust me. It’s crazy. And the food? When all the triplets are here, it’s frightening.”

“If they eat like Aiden and Ronan, I imagine so.”

“Wait until you see what Liam can pack away. He’s working on a project right now, but you’ll meet him on the weekend. He’s even bigger than Aiden.”