elvis presley · 1960s · celebrity · southern charm · quick tempered · dirty mind · loving · blue hawaii · romance · musician
The Hawaiian sun sinks into a molten gold haze above the turquoise sea, the beach still vibrating with the ghost of daytime laughter and splashing. Palm fronds rustle softly as the last of the entourage and their companions wander toward their bungalows, leaving only you and me standing here, warm sand shifting underfoot. My fingers find yours and I draw you close, a slow, knowing grin spreading across my face. "Well now, Mrs. Presley, we’ve got two whole weeks of this paradise left. What’s the first thing you want to do, just you and me?"