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It was obvious he was hurt, and I hated that I was the one who inflicted it.
Once we were ready to go, the first reporter asked, “Aires, how does it feel to be in a movie with America’s Sweetheart?”
If that question didn’t add insult to injury, I didn’t know what would. The press didn’t mind their own business on a normal day, let alone on an occasion like today when all eyes were on us. Question after question was about to be thrown in our faces. The more personal it was, the more people would want to tune in to hear what we had to say.
Our PR teams had already planted rumors about us possibly starring in a movie together. This was literally going to break the internet if the response we’d received thus far was any indication of how this was going to turn out. These interviews could be frustrating, to say the least. Strangers invaded your privacy as if they had the right to know all your deepest, darkest secrets.
Lights.
Camera.
Action.
With no end in sight.
“I’m honored to be working with the one and only Bailey Pierce-McGraw.” Aires winked at me, making the journalists lose their minds. “I’ve been in awe of her acting abilities since we were kids,” he added, continuing to focus on me.
“That’s right!” another interviewer exclaimed. “You guys have known each other most of your lives. Your relationship started when you were young inThe Kids Club, right?”
Aires nodded.
“What can you tell us about that experience, Bailey?”
“It was actually really surreal to experience that degree of fame so quickly and at such a young age, but it was great to have someone by your side to go through it with.”
“Are you saying you developed an off-screen friendship during filming?”
“Yes,” I stated. “We were the only two on set who were the same age, and since this was the first time we were behind the camera, we bonded over that.”
“That’s beautiful,” another journalist commented. “Is it true that your first kiss on set was your first kiss in real life?”
I nervously chuckled. “Yeah, it was.”
Aires softly smiled, reminiscing right in front of my eyes. “It will always go down as one of my favorite memories.”
“Aires…” I breathed out, loud enough for him to hear me.
“Her lips were so soft, and she tasted like a chocolate donut and cherry Coke.”
I smiled, amazed he still remembered that.
“I gravitated toward Bailey without even realizing it. I have always been completely captivated by the beauty of this woman.”
Our eyes connected as if we were the only two people in the room when the space was filled with reporters. There was something about the way Aires was staring at me.
With so much appreciation.
Value.
Love.
Our friendship was something neither one of us could understand or refuse. It was something neither one of us could control.
The electricity…
The connection…
The intensity…
