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He laughed. “Was it your first try at a romance?”
“Yes. The cow loved the frog, but the frog didn’t love her back, so she stomped him into the ground. Basically, that was about it.”
“I’d still love to read it some time.” He twirled her around. “So now that you have me, what will you do . . .” he began, but Marcus ran up to them.
“I’m sorry to interrupt your dance, but you have to hear the news.”
Reece stopped moving, turning to his brother. “What news?” he asked, afraid to hear his wedding had leaked out to the press already.
“You’ve both been nominated.”
Reece stumbled backward. “Nominated? Are you serious?”
Marcus nodded. “I just got the call.”
Nicole glanced between the two Woodhouse brothers. “Nominated? Nominated for what?”
Reece was speechless as he took her back into his arms, leading her around the floor.
“Colin, answer me. What are we nominated for?”
His smile started small, growing bigger as the news spread across the hall. “You won’t believe it. Not even in yo
ur wildest dreams.”
Epilogue
Reece exited the limousine, turning, holding his hand out for his wife. In the two months they’d been married, their relationship had bloomed into something beyond words. They were inseparable and in each other’s pockets, never leaving each other’s sight for more than a moment. When his schedule allowed, he traveled with her to conventions and book signings. Although some fans came to see him, most stood in line for hours to meet his beautiful bride.
She was in the process of writing another book, while also assisting Davis on another screenplay. She was a hot commodity in and out of Hollywood. He was extremely proud of her success.
They spent their honeymoon holed up in the cottage, locked away from anyone who would pull them away from each other. They stayed naked for two straight weeks, doing nothing more than making love and being with each other.
When they finally came up for air, unlocking the doors, life intruded in a big way. The news of their marriage spread like wildfire. They were once again followed everywhere by the paparazzi.
Everyone was vying for interviews from them, including The Today Show, Good Morning America, and the BBC. Everyone wanted to know the story behind the story. They were tight-lipped about their love affair, only answering questions that dealt with their careers.
Now, here they stood outside the Dolby Theater, hoping another part of their dreams was about to come true. Even if neither of them won tonight, it was still a great honor to be nominated.
Reece took Nicole’s hand, leading her down the red carpet, stopping to have their pictures taken and to chat with fans. Nicole was just as popular as Reece as dozens of women held out books for her to sign. She was gracious in her thanks, smiling, waving to those too far away but screaming her name.
They were stopped at the E interview station and asked to pose. Nicole smiled with her arm around her husband’s waist. She was looking dignified and elegant in a floor length, one shoulder gown, the color of her husband’s eyes. In the Grecian style, it included a flowing chiffon sash, embellished with vintage style jewels and a belted waistline nicely accenting her figure.
“So, Nicole, how does it feel to not only be nominated for your first screenplay, but to be married to the movie’s star?”
Nicole was gracious as she smiled for the camera, answering the question. “I’m thrilled to be here, and I’m always surprised to discover how much people like my stories.” Then she glanced up at her husband, her face transforming completely. “As for my husband, I don’t care if he’s a movie star or the Starbuck’s barista, he’s mine. That’s all that matters to me.”
Reece leaned down, brushing his lips against her forehead. “I couldn’t have said it better, myself.”
The commentator waved her cue cards in front of her, as if to say it was getting hot over here. “I have to tell you, you make a cute couple. All of us at E were rooting for you to get back together.”
Reece smiled for the cameras. “We played a little trick on the press. We hope you’ll forgive us, but we wanted our wedding day to be about us, not the cameras.”
“Reece, you know in the eyes of the world, you can do no wrong. And you look dashing in your Armani.”
He was dressed in black, his white shirt and blue tie, a matching shade to Nicole’s gown, the only color on him. “Thank you. I hear I do clean up rather nicely.”
They all laughed as the couple continued moving down the red carpet. They stopped, chatting with a few friends, fellow actors, and screenwriters. Nicole hugged Davis, wishing him luck, while Reece conversed with his co-star Lizzy Thompson, who’d also been nominated for her role in Limelight.
