Chapter 12
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I was nervous. I sit with Ricky on the tour bus. We had been traveling a long way. Stopping at gas stations and what not. It was getting close to getting to to Memphis to pick up Elvis Presley.
Now we were nearly there. I try not to keep glancing out my window. I did not want to seem to eager to meet Elvis in front of Ricky. And hurt his pride in anyway.
I lean into his side. He smiles over at me. I lean in stealing a kiss from his lips.
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"Are you nervous?" he teases me.
I nod. "A little bit. I was nervous to see you again backstage. That went fantastic" I joke. I touch his cheek with my hand.
"But I kissed you backstage" he jokes.
"I know" I say with a wink.
"Sorry I am not allowing Elvis to kiss you" he says. "I do not share" he tells me softly.
I get the chills. I love it when he was protective over me. Claiming me. I beam happily. I kiss him.
"I love you so much" I remind him.
"I love you to sweetheart" he vows.
Getting lost in a moment we were necking just as we pull in the gates of Graceland. I happened to miss it by distraction of Ricky's lips on mine. I did not really mind to much. I promised to tell Mary Ellen all about Graceland.
And here I missed it. She was going to be ticked at me. But sitting here kissing Ricky, I had waited forever to be here like this. And this was all I ever wanted.
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"Girls on tour? I could get used to this. Is there one back here for me?" we hear someone soon joke.
I glance up to see Elvis standing there in the doorway. Wearing a white and black button up shirt. His collar was turned up. Wearing black slacks. His dark hair was slicked back.
He looked fantastic. Like his covers on his album. I was a bit star struck right now. I admit it. I bite my lip to keep from dropping my jaw in front of poor Ricky.
"Hi Mr. Presley" Ricky says as he gets up to shake hands with Elvis. "This is my girlfriend Willow" he tells Elvis. I stand up and shake hands with Elvis.
His hand is firm and warm as he shakes hands with me. His stunning blue eyes are locked with mine. He smiles at me. "Pleasure to meet y'all" he says in his thick southern accent.
I nod shyly.
Unable to speak.
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"Willow is very shy. But once you get to know her, she will talk your ear right off" jokes Ricky.
"Hey!" I giggle as I swat his side with my hand. He laughs.
"How long have you two know one another?" Elvis asks.
"Willow was the girl next door. We grew up together" Ricky says as he smiles over at me.
"That is heartwarming. I never found that. Well not yet" he says wistfully. "One day I will find her. She is out there. Anyway, would you all care for a tour of Graceland? You have time" he offers.
"I would love to" I gush.
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Ricky holds my hand as we follow Elvis off the tour bus.
I lace my fingers with his as Elvis leads the way. Graceland was beautiful. And was white with green trimmings. It was private. But spacious. Closed off from the world. Elvis must love being here. In a place so big as this.
Elvis has us follow him in the house. The colors were beautiful in the foyer. Gold's and red. I gasp as I look around. There was a large living room. Then in the back was another room with a white and gold grand piano in the back. With a tv near the piano.
A large white couch outstretched along the wall near the window area. There was a fireplace. Across from that room was an elegant dining room area. I was blown away.
This place was bigger than Ricky's out in California. Now I knew why Ricky felt he had to lavish me with gifts. But he really did not have to worry. Elvis was not going to sweep me off my feet. Away from my true love. That was Ricky.
Elvis soon showed us all around Graceland. We get on his golf cart once we were outside. Then we got a tour of the grounds. It was really fun as I road in the front seat with Elvis. I held on as we drive faster on the land. Ricky was having fun to. Elvis shows us his horses.
I was petting one. His horse seemed to like me.
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"That is my horse. Bear" he tells me.
"A horse names Bear?" chuckles Ricky.
"He likes me" I giggle.
"Here he loves these" Elvis tells me. He hands me a carrot to feed the horse.
The adorable horse nibbles the carrot from my hand making my hand tickle.
"I love horses. I used to horse back ride back when I went to camp as a girl scout. I always wanted a horse of my own" I wistfully say as I pet the horse.
"Maybe one day you will have one of your own" Ricky says. "you never know" he teases me.
I smile back.
We have lunch there at Graceland. It was lovely. We have egg salad sandwiches. And juice. Then we have brownies for a treat. Then we are all set to go on the road. Elvis was riding up front to help the driver. I sit with Ricky again by the window.
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"So, what do you think of Elvis?" he whispers.
"He is fantastic" I say. "Graceland. Wow and those horses were adorable" I sigh. "I can't wait to tell Mary Ellen all about it"
"I bet" he says.
"But you know what I really love most of all?" I ask him.
"What?" he asks me.
I kiss him. "That I am only here because my wonderful loving boyfriend brought me along for this grand adventure. Thank you, Ricky," I say to him. "I love you"
He smiles as I kiss him. "I love you to Willow"
Soon we are right back where we were. Necking on the tour bus. I could not help it. I was happy. And so very in love with Ricky.
He was all I wanted. I just wanted him to know that. Nothing was going to change how I felt about him. Or take away this love we finally found for each other.
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