
I stared down the paparazzo, and the next second, landed a big kiss on the man I loved. Dozens of flashlight bulbs went off.
“Not bad for our first public kiss, right?”
“I thought you didn't want the publicity?” He asked.
“They're going to be around all the time. Might as well do what we want, huh? Because…” I paused as I said. “I do love you.”
“That's the first time you said it … I love you too.”
He kissed you, and again the bulbs went off.
Would I continue to shine in Hollywood? When would I have my first award?

