“Probably not.” A happy glow settled in around my heart. “Do you still want me to move back to L.A. when you find a new place?”
“Absolutely. I miss you!”
“Good. Next question.”
“Uh huh.” He grinned. “I love you.”
“I love you too. But back to the questions.”
“You know, I didn’t call you expecting an interrogation.”
“Tough, that’s what you’re getting.” I pursed my lips and blew him a kiss. “Do you want to get married here or in L.A.? I kind of need to know if I’m going to start planning this thing. And when? Do we want a summer wedding or a winter one?”
He started to laugh. “Lew, you’re a total nutcase. Pick a day, I’ll make it work. Actually, I’ll send you my agent’s phone number and you two can coordinate between you. Just tell me where to be.”
“Okay, fine, but which do you want?”
“I want whatever makes you happy.” He paused and frowned slightly. “If you can fit it into my schedule, that would be better. Except I don’t know what I’m going to be doing next year.”
“We’ll figure it out. We can decide on flowers and decorations and stuff until then.” I propped my chin on my hands and smiled at him. “So, tell me about your day.”