Graceland

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SONG: Always On My Mind by Elvis Presley

Sloanes POV

I was sitting in my room at 10pm, when the phone rang. It made me jump at first, because I wasn't expecting anyone to call. I've been jumpy at loud noises since Walt's death.

Picking up the receiver I say "Hello."

"H-hello Sloane." I hear a familiar velvety voice say from the other line.

It was Elvis. My heart skipped a beat.

"Hi Elvis, how're you?" I say.

"Its been awhile, I've been good honey. I've been thinking about you lately. How have you been?" He says.

I was shocked, he was giving me equal time in his consciousness.

"I've been alright hun. I've been thinking about you too." I say caring for him more than ever.

Elvis' POV

Thinking about you too. That rang in my ears. The universe is trying to tell us something.

"Hows the family been? How's Walt?" I ask caringly.

"Walt passed away a year ago. It has been Donna and I ever since. We're getting by alright." She says with sorrow tingling in her sweet voice.

"I'm sorry sweetheart." I say.

My heart dropped. She didn't deserve to be alone with a child. There was a little period of silence after that.

We both chimed in at the same time. "Do you wanna get together maybe?"

After that we had a fit of laughter.

"Yes of course." I say.

We continued to talk for hours on end. It felt the same that it did years ago. I still cared about her. I don't think I ever stopped. We talked about everything. It felt as if we spoke a familiar language. She just understood me. She always has.

Sloane's POV

We talked like nothing ever happened or changed between us. It was just like the beginning of the summer of '56.

"I want you to come to Graceland tomorrow." He says in a deep sultry tone.

I can't believe he actually wanted to see me. I can't believe I actually wanted to see him.

"I'll be there. I gotta call someone to watch Donna. But I'll be there." I say frantically looking through my day planner.

"Good." He says sounding sexier than ever.

We continued to talk for longer. Then we finally hung up with a good night. After hanging up, I got up to flip through my wardrobe. I didn't have anything. Only mom clothes. I found one nice dress. I hadn't worn it in years, last time I wore it I was with Walt. It was a baby blue swing dress with a white lined pocket on it. I set it on the window seat in my room. Then I attempted to drift off to sleep.

It felt like the whole day was leading up to me seeing him. After work, I got Donna situated with the sitter. Then I got ready. I slipped on the dress with matching white heels.

"Bye Donna, love you." I say passing by to kiss her as she watches TV.

I leave getting into my car. Graceland wasn't a far drive from my apartment. Once I get up to the gate, I use the instructions Elvis gave me. I drove up his long driveway to see his gorgeous house. It wasn't extremely large but also wasn't small at all. I don't think it'd even really count as a mansion. I walk up to his front porch, knocking on the door.

He opened the door pulling me into a tight but familiar hug. That's always been how he's greeted me. We walk into his entryway.

"Let me get a good look at 'yea." He says scanning me from head to toe.

"Just as beautiful." He smiled. I blushed at his comment.

We went over to sit on his couch. After a while, he got up to give me a tour of his beloved home.

"This is my bedroom." He says showing me into the black and red room.

It was frigid and dark in here. We sat down on his bed together. It was just like my dream.

"I'm sorry for everything I've done to you Sloane." He says in a sultry yet apologetic voice.

"Its okay, honey." I say looking back into his deep blue eyes.

We lay down on his bed snuggling up close to each other. His heavy covers wrapped around him and I as we cuddled closer to each other. It was only 8 pm but we both didn't have a problem drifting off to sleep. I rested my head on his chest. I could feel his breathing and hear his heartbeat. It was very comforting.

I awoke frantically at 4 am. I forgot where I was. I looked around the room my eyes trailed over to Elvis who was now half awake.

"Everything okay honey?" He asks looking up at me.

He looked so small in his large custom built bed.

"Yeah I am, I just forgot where I was that's all." I say calming myself down before he pulls me closer.

I hadn't been in bed with a man for a year. I hadn't been in bed with anyone besides Walt for almost 10 years. It's a feeling I'll have to get used to.