The Fragile Dream

Chapter 3

The couples danced, not really giving anybody but their significant others' attention and it was enough for everybody to get to talking, though eventually, Victoria glanced over at them and she couldn't help but stare for a moment.

She couldn't put her finger on it, though she felt a pull towards Stevie when watching her and Lindsey sway to the music and talk closely. Of course she wondered why she felt such a way, but she didn't think too much of it at the moment; they seemed to be in love and it simply gave her a warm, knowing feeling.

"Are you okay, my love?" César asked in Spanish, interrupting her thoughts while giving her hand a gentle squeeze as they continued dancing.

"Yes, I'm fine," Victoria replied in the same manner, turning her attention towards him. "I just... I can't help but want to talk to her and get to know her. Maybe we can invite her and her companion to join our table?"

"That sounds wonderful," he said with a short nod, wondering if they were going to even be able to communicate considering when he spoke to the blonde, she did not seem to speak Spanish nor did the male with her.

When the song was over, Stevie and Lindsey went back to their seats while César guided Victoria back to their table.

From the distance, Victoria rose her glass up to them from across the way as they welcomed their colleagues before the next song.

"Are you going to sing?" César asked after Pablo.

"Yes, of course!" he grinned, tipping his hat and downing a shot of tequila.

"William?" Victoria reached out to the younger Cuban.

"Yes?" he looked up from conversing with Maite and Livia.

"Who's that couple? And do they speak Spanish?" she asked in Spanish. "We saw them yesterday when we were shooting," she said, bringing her drink to her lips as she sat down.

"Yes, they're singers from the band Fleetwood Mac... They're here on vacation," he assured, keeping the flow of language between all of his colleagues.

"Oh, yeah? She's got a beautiful voice, I just thought she was familiar when I saw her..." she ensured, trying to make her piqued mind less noticeable. "Maite, you know of her, yes?"

"Very familiar with her," the younger singer and actress agreed with a smile. "I'm gonna go say hi in a bit..."

"Good," she nodded. "William, I want to ask them to come join us. Will you be able to translate for us?"

"Yes, I can do that," he chuckled with a nod.

"Great, thank you!" the woman said excitedly. "But before that, is that her husband?" she then asked.

William had to smirk only because he thought it was funny that they both seemed to assume that of each other when seeing them with their colleagues. "Like you and César," he assured.

"Really?" she was rather shocked to say the least.

He nodded with a smirk before standing up and walking over to Stevie and Lindsey's table.

They saw him coming over, though Lindsey couldn't help but hold Stevie a little closer.

"Excuse me, sorry to bother the both of you again. But, we would like for the two of you to come sit with us at our table, if you don't mind," William gestured. "Victoria was asking about you..."

"Oh..." Stevie said as she turned to Lindsey.

"I'm going to translate for you," he added.

"What do think? Can we join them?" she innocently asked, more on the quiet side.