when I loved him (Elvis Presley story)

chapter 39

Joy POV.

So me and Elvis hit the road. It was nice for once just us. But I missed Amelia and Mia. They were my little girls. I needed them.

"Hey, they'll be fine. My daddy is watching them." Elvis whispers behind me. Wrapping his arms around my waist.

"I know, I know. I'm silly."I sigh facing towards him.

"No. Your just a mother who's worried about your daughters." Elvis smiled picking me up bridal style. I giggle as he pecked my lips.

"We haven't even seen the beach yet." I reminded him.

"Well, I got a better idea. " he smirked I playfully rolled my eyes. Even though he's 30 years old. He's still the sexist man in my eyes.

"You know, I have a concert coming up. It's in Las Vegas." Elvis says placing me down.

"Really.... I thought you were done." I frown. He lifted my chin just a little.

"I asked not to do it, I knew you wouldn't want me to. After all we've been through. I could just do movies instead." He says

"But I can't stand being away from you." I frowned moving out of his arms.

"Baby, don't turn this into a bad thing. I'll make more money and buy us a cottage house. It will be pretty." Elvis says brushing the hairs from my face.
"Okay okay. I'm sorry." I smile. He pecks my lips. Slowly picking Me up. Throwing me gently on the bed me giggling.

Elvis POV

Me and Joy layed together in the sand. Whispering to each other. She is the love of my life. And I can't imagine someone else.

"What?" Joy asks blushing. I chuckle and shake my head.

"Nothing. Your just beautiful." I kissed her lips softly. She smiled.

"I'm happy I chose you out of everyone. After all we've been through and you still wanna be with me." She gazes into my eyes.

"Of course I do. I love you that much." I whisper pulling her close. And I do I really do.