Elvis leaned in with that little half-smile and whispered, โYou feel that? The way your hand fits mineโฆ thatโs the kind of thing a man remembers.โ She laughed softly, like heโd just stolen the line right out of her thoughts. As they eased into the dance, she murmured, โItโs like the world just slows down with you.โ Elvis chuckled, guiding her closer, โThen let it slow, honey. Ainโt no place Iโd rather be than right here.โ Their fingers stayed locked like theyโd been waiting years to find each other. She looked up and said, โYou make this feel real.โ And Elvis, without…
Elvis leaned in with that little half-smile and whispered, โYou feel that? The way your...