“hmm,” she hummed softly as their kiss broke. Her eyes opening to look into his. They were bright, full of love as they settled onto Dylan’s darker ones. “I like it too, baby.” Her hand moved to cup his cheek as she pecked his lips once more. “I do; I just like to be on stage. I could perform all night if everyone would let me.” Her giggle was light as it escaped from her parted lips. It was no lie about how much she loved being on a stage. She was at her happiest on it. “Stevie’s voice ahs not declined. It’s as strong as when her first song came out. I hope I’m like that, and I don’t lose my voice as I age.” That was a fear of hers, that by the time she was sixty she wouldn’t be able to single as powerful as she could now. “Paul McCartney is another one. I’m just not sure I would be lucky enough to perform with him. I’m just lucky that I got to meet him all the times I have.” Sabrina’s hands rested against his chest, but hearing her name she turned to greet someone who was walking up to them. “they do love the belle of the ball,” she aid as she spun back on her heels to look at Dylan. Her lips pressed together in a ifne line as she thought about his questions. “I don’t know,” she paused. She hadn’t thought about the plans or how she was going to spend time with everyone that night. “I guess turns. And yeah, you can be first since I’m already here.”

"We should have done this a long time ago." Realizing that he sounded like meant since they had gotten back together, he carried on his train of thought. "The first time. Maybe it would have made a difference and before you say anything, I know it wasn't your call. I was the one always in the shadows, not being out in the open for people to see." He looked down into her eyes seeing so much love there. "I wasn't ashamed of you or anything like that. It was more I was scared after my last relationship went sour. I thought being open had hurt it and maybe if no one knew then things would be different." They weren't different, instead he felt free to come and go with woman after woman. "I know it's the past but we're never going back to that. I want everyone to see us and know you're mine. And I promise not to bring the past up again. Tonight is all about you and how amazing you are." He wasn't going to let the past damper the present. "You do and you're such an entertainer. I have always had so much respect for you and your work ethic as well as you as a person." She wasn't a bad person at all. He knew recently she had questioned that but any of her actions had been out of love not malicious. His arms stayed encircled around her waist as they talked in their on world, not caring about anyone around them. "I think it will. You take great care of it and I think that will protect the longevity of it." He could see how that would be a singer's greatest fear. "You should ask him. He seemed completely charmed by you. I'm still jealous that you and Joey got to see him in concert." It was probably a date night and she deserved those, they both did. "No one loves her as much as I do." He said with a look of love in his eyes. "Turns is okay with me." He wasn't sure he would want to give her to the second one when his turn was over but he would have to. "Good, I like being first and when we're done them I'll run us a bath, so you can clean up afterwards." It sounded nice till he wondered if the last one got her all night or if she went to her room alone. He was sure they would work it all out and she would help make it easier then it sounded in his head.

why so quiet? didn't you get what you wanted? @dylan-obrivn

Busy with my girlfriend and just wrapped a movie. I did and I know you're still not sold on it but I swear it's going to work this time.

We're in love. Time made a difference. We both grew up some and I changed a lot.

I don't want your attention. I want hers and we haven't had an issue so far.

Why didn't you tell me that you two were dating? @dylan-obrivn

We weren't telling anyone and I figured when you saw us together then you would know.

Sabrina melted into his touch as his arms found their way around her waist, and their lips met. She loved that she could do this now. She had been craving being public with him for so long and she was kicking herself for waiting longer than she should have. But she was scared, terrified of everyone’s reactions about her relationships. Her hand moved to rest against his neck as she pulled back from the kiss, the other one dropping against his chest. “I was the performer! It was only four or five songs total but was so much fun!” She said happily. “I know, I’m surprised we convinced her to come out for me.” She always thought these legends would turn her down. But everyone loved her. “I don’t know,” her brows knitted together as she thought about the question. “If her life was calmer I’d say Britney. But I don’t really have a list of people I want to sing with.”

No lie, it felt good to be kissing her in public knowing people were watching them. Even years ago they had never been seen in public other then that grainy pic as they left a bar to go back to his place. "I like kissing you in public." He admitted to her as the kiss broke and she pulled back from him. "You always enjoying performing no matter how many songs you get to sing. " The smile on her face was electric and he could tell how much it meant to her that she was able to perform and sing with another one of her idols. "I'm sure she loved it as much as you did. You two kept holding hand which I found to be a touching moment between the past and the present. I swear her voice hasn't declined at all. " He was also a fan of hers and Fleetwood Mac's. "I would have died and gone to heaven if I met her." He could see why she would want to sing with Britney. I would love to see you sing with Paul McCartney too. Can't let all the women have fun. You have to show some love to the talented men in the world." He went to say something else but someone had came up to congratulate Sabrina on her look and her performance. As they walked off he smiled at her "Everyone loves the belle of the ball. So what's the plan tonight? We all get to spend a few hours with you or how are we doing this?" He wasn't sure she even knew but it was something to think about. "If we're taking turns, can I be first?"

Dylan had left Toronto to come and see Sabrina although he knew he couldn't go to the met. He didn't get invited and it was doubtful the man ever would get invited but he didn't care about any of that. Where he was invited to was an after party that she was throwing. Getting all dressed up was fun and he would be one of the first to admit that he cleaned up nice. He was checked at the door and told he was on the list and could go in. It wouldn't be Dylan if he didn't get a drink so he wen to the bar and got a whiskey and coke. He was making small talks with a few people at the bar around him when he saw Sabrina headed his way. Excusing himself he picked up his drink and walked over to her and as she wrapped her arms around him, his hands moved around her waist though careful not to drop his glass. There was no reason to hide their feelings anymore and he let himself melt into her kiss and deepen it. "I wouldn't have missed coming to celebrate you. You looked so beautiful on the beige carpet. I heard you were the performer of the night too and got to sing with Stevie Nicks. That had to be such a moment for you." He remembered how much she moved the woman's music as well as Fleetwood Mac's music. "Who's left you want to sing with?" He asked as he brought his drink back up to his lips.

We're in love. Time made a difference. We both grew up some and I changed a lot.

You can think whatever you want. Your thoughts don't matter to me. You act like I'm 50. I'm in my 30's and had no problem getting dates. This came out of nowhere but I'm happy and that's what matters.