Note: Funny enough, I'm listening to Christina Aguilera's version of I Have Nothing (Whitney Houston), and it's from The Bodyguard (1992). Christina's version inspired me to write 'The Big Apple', another COTT fic.

Hiding a Kiss

He pulled her into the back of the studio, gorging his lips against hers.

Neil loved sneaking kisses here and there.

Here he was, a widely successful supermodel, and he was having an affair with his bodyguard, Belle in his dressing room.

When they first met, he didn't like her. At the time, his manager thought a bodyguard was needed, since he got threats to his life as his modelling career got more successful. She was demanding and curt. The first few days she was around, he got a feeling she didn't knew a thing about glamour or fashion.

Though over time, she got him to see reality, and was more grounded and down to earth because of her.

As he saw through her, inside and out, she saw through him back that way.

It was getting harder for them to hide it from his management team.

Belle put her hands against his chest. "Neil, we're at the studio. This isn't the best place to hook up."

She was always his voice of reason. He placed a hand against the wall, clearly not listening to the voice. "First time for everything, isn't there?"

She backed away. Clearly stopping the scene. "I love you, alright, but if we're not careful, this is going to blow up in our faces, and who knows what's going to happen to me."

She looked at her boyfriend. "And your management team may send me away."

He placed his hands on her shoulders. "I won't let them take you away from me."

Their foreheads met. "You're the best thing that has ever happen to me, and no matter what happens, I will always protect you as well."

Tears were in her eyes.

Her career was all about protecting people, though she had no idea that she was also being protected.

She kissed him. "You can't be late for this photoshoot. Get ready."

After being with Belle, he tried not to be as late, as he always was.

She walked through the door, waving at him. He felt himself say, "I love you…"