Me And A Guy Named Elvis Novels & Stories

Throughout the meeting I followed Anne’s lead and took notes, Elvis another member of the admin team, also kindly gave me pointers. Elvis has been nice and very helpful to me since I resumed. His looks are Ro’s type of a man. Blond, blue eyes, and tall and has a good sense of humor. I wish I could introduce them, Ro will eat him up. The meeting ends and we leave, as I am walking towards, the office, Elvis calls my name and I stop. “Princess, you aren't hiding your locks today? “he says with a teasing look on his face and I can’t help but respond with a smile.

Chapter Five: The Risk of Meeting Elvis The night I see him again, everything changes. Just one glance at Elvis, and it's like all the feelings I've tried to bury rush to the surface, flooding me with memories of love and laughter, of dreams we once shared. I barely make it through the evening, forced to stand by Noah's side, pretending to be his devoted wife. But my heart begins to race, my mind now filled with thoughts of Elvis. Then later, in the quiet of my room, my phone buzzes with a message.

I introduced myself. "Nice to meet you. I'm Elvis." He shook hands with me, his thumb gently massaging the back of my hand and I winked at him before loosening the shake. "Can I join you, if you don't mind," I asked already taking a seat. "Oh please," Elvis replied, ordering a waiter to bring another cup to our table. "You shouldn't drink you know that." There comes Gin with her command. "One cup will do." I feigned a smile. "Besides---" I was yet to complete my words when a bullet subcutaneously hit Elvis's shoulder and there were screams when he began bleeding with me looking terrified.

Even just the thought of Caesar made tears suddenly spill from my eyes. Elvis, fresh from his shower, frantically wiped away my tears. "Did I hurt you somewhere? Don't cry. It breaks my heart to see you like this." I shook my head through my sobs. "I shouldn't have gotten involved with you." Elvis pulled me into his arms, sliding his arm under my head. "But you already have, sweetie. So let's see this through to the end."

Could it be that he had been hiding in the backseat for the past few months? I thought about Georgia and Alexander’s date, so I deliberately said loudly, "Your daddy has a lot of dates now, so he has no time to have dinner with us. We'd better not waste his time." Elvis immediately hugged my thigh and said seriously, "Daddy doesn't have any date. He comes back home to eat with me every day." I was a little annoyed. He went on a date with another woman last night. But Elvis said that he went back to eat with him?

He assured me and I smiled. I felt safe, protected and loved in my brother's arms as if he'll protect me from every harm. He then looked at Christian and asked, "Who's he?" I grinned and wrapped my arms around Christian. "Christian Elvis. And I am Sophie Elvis." His eyes widened for a second. "Christian Elvis, the entrepreneur? And Sophie Elvis? You guy are married?!" He was taken aback. I nodded and beamed. He looked at him and smiled, "Nice to meet you, Sir."

he gave me as his sorry. no what i'm thinkin, I figure he is not a flowers kind of guy. Who knew? No! Never! my mind warn me he never do this for me but my heart want may be he gave me this. that beast only know how to roar and behave like a animal. flower and choclate type things is not for him. I’m in my la la land but a voice break me from my train of thoughts. Shivers run down My spine as I Found Elvis walks out of his office and I find myself face to face with a stunning 6 Foot something High sculpture.

"How's he going? And Nikki?" "Yeah, they're good," I smiled. "They've converted me into a Yankee, which I'm sure will impress you Eli." "How dare you!" He joked. "I told you that I'd only let you go if you became a Mets fan." "He's right," Tyler spoke up from beside me. "I mean seriously, who trusts a team without a mascot? You've always gotta back the underdogs." "Thankyou!" Eli had quickly become rather animated. "I'm glad that someone in New York still has common sense."

Nicholas continuously twirled an exquisite lighter in his hand, and after murmuring to himself for a moment, he said, "Use my name to set up a meeting with him." "President, do you want to meet him in person?" After Luna heard this, her face was full of shock. "Maybe that guy Longhini was waiting for Nicholas to come to him." Vice President Elvis revealed the truth with a single sentence. Upon hearing this, Luna seemed to understand the situation and immediately nodded. "Alright, I will contact his secretary now." At that moment, Vice President Elvis's phone suddenly rang. He picked up the phone and muttered a few words. After hanging up, he looked at Nicholas.

Luke sat across from her with a pair of tongs in hand, a shrimp dangling from them as he hesitated over whose plate to put it on. “No, I actually really like it,” she said, looking up at him. Jane had been right. He really was easy on the eyes. “You can call me Nikki,” she said with a small smile. She picked up the potato and took a bite. “Everyone calls me Dr. Sanders all day. It gets tiring. Even a date starts to feel like work.” Luke froze. The word “date” seemed to take a moment to sink in. By the time it did, the tips of his ears had turned red.