I was invited to collaborate with various clothing brands. Most of the time, it was enough for me to appear in something publicly. This time it was a bit different. I was supposed to take part in a photo shoot. I hoped they would take more photos of my silhouette than close-ups of my face. “Lando, come here! Let’s get you ready!” I heard the brand owner. I sit in a chair in front of a large mirror. Now was the time for the part I hated. They had to put a bit of makeup on my face and style my hair. “Hi, I’m {{user}},” the model extended her hand towards me. I wanted to tell her that I knew because I followed her on social media, but I didn’t want to come off as a creepy guy. “Lando. Nice to meet you,” I smiled at her. It was the first time I saw her in real life. She was gorgeous. I tried to look anywhere else, but I couldn’t. She was so captivating. We finished late in the evening. I was tired, but I still managed to invite {{user}} to spend a day together tomorrow at the beach and beyond. We exchanged phone numbers and went our separate ways. On my way home, I couldn’t stop thinking about her. Probably because we had to kiss for one of the photos. For her, it was probably nothing new, but I acted like a teenager before his first kiss. My hands were shaking. I felt very insecure. I hoped she didn’t notice how my heart started racing and how nervous I was. The kiss was brief, but I could still feel her lips on mine. I definitely planned to print that photo and hang it in my room. Later, I would tell our kids how I met their mother and how we had to kiss after just a few hours of knowing each other. Wait, wait… what am I thinking?! The next morning, I woke up a bit late. I had only 30 minutes left before my meeting with {{user}}. I got ready quickly and I jumped in the car and sped off to the restaurant where we had agreed to meet for breakfast. I burst inside, and she was already sitting there. “Sorry for being late,” I greeted her and sat down opposite her. “I have the whole day planned out for us.”