Page 110 of Unscripted with Mila

“Cut!”

I rolled my shoulders, looking to Amber.

“Good. Take five, everyone.”

I wandered to my director’s chair, smiling when I found it already taken.

“Hey, Shortcake.” She was on set most days, and I loved having her around again.

With a grin, she handed me a coffee. “How’s it going?”

I sat beside her, taking a sip. “Far better today.”

“Has everyone recovered?”

I regarded her seriously. “Mila. No one will ever recover from yesterday.”

She bit her lip. “It was pretty damn funny.”

“It was the most awesome thing ever,” I agreed. “I’m not sure I have ever seen a film set disintegrate into mayhem so quickly before.”

I chuckled again, thinking of the day.

It started normally enough. We filmed Duncan and Roxie’s wedding. It took all day with the angles and all the extras, including almost the entire BAM clan. Amber had joked she’d never had so many extras with their own wardrobe. Every man owned a black tux. All the women had lovely gowns.

The most stunning of them all was Mila, who wore a red dress. I had seen it and begged her to wear it. Pleaded with her to be in the scene. “It’s your book. Your story. You need to be in it.”

She had finally agreed, and I had trouble taking my eyes off her until I slipped back into the role of Duncan.

Once the wedding scene was done and Richard gave his stellar performance, there was a quick scene outside on the large dock. “Guests” were to be milling around, and Richard stood to one side, supposedly having a conversation with Aiden, who was informing him someone was demanding to speak to the groom. It was the moment leading up to the big reveal in the book.

Just a quick but needed scene.

Until Aiden got too close to Richard, who backed up. “Watch it, Tree Trunk. You’re hogging my spotlight.” He pushed him away. Aiden bumped into Maddox, who growled.

“Watch it. This is Armani.”

Bentley groaned. “Behave, you jackasses.”

“Who you calling a jackass?” Aiden responded, shoving at him.

“You.” Bentley pushed back. Aiden stumbled as Amber yelled at them to cut it out. “The scene is done. Get up here!”

But it was too late. Aiden fell into Richard, who grabbed at Maddox. He grappled at Bentley, and they all toppled into the water. Cursing and shouts filled the air. Laughter began among the crew watching the debacle.

Chaos ensued, and before I could blink, Aiden had yanked both Reid and Halton into the drink with them. Van stepped back, his hands up, refusing to be part of it. Ronan bent, laughing, extending his hand to his father, who pulled him in. That led to a free-for-all. The rest of the guys followed, pushing and shoving one another, dunking and splashing. The women ran off the dock and out of their reach. Amber jumped from her chair, marching toward the melee, and I held my breath, knowing they were all about to get a major dressing down. Except, when she bent over to scold Aiden, he wrapped a hand around her ankle and dragged her in with them. She came up sputtering, and instead of yelling and cursing them, she started to laugh and dunked Brandon, Halton’s son.

I couldn’t believe it. I walked to the edge of the dock, shaking my head. I met Van’s bemused eyes. “What idiots.”

“Are you calling me an idiot?” Amber asked, looking affronted.

“If it looks like a duck and acts like a duck…” I trailed off.

She glared then looked at Van. “Hit him.”

The water was bloody cold as I went under. But luckily, I took Van with me.

That began the most epic water fight that ever had been seen. Luckily, one of the crew was smart enough to film it, and I planned to use it one day.