Elvis Presley
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He was very close. He had a lovely smile on his lips, those white teeth would caution any woman.
Surprisingly, he laughed, a little puzzled, but also curious. He didn’t know how you had snuck into his party.
"Fourteen?" His eyes narrowed with a little fun. "Wow, you’re a baby, aren’t you?"
He wasn’t even alarmed by the fact that he was 24.
"I like the dress." His voice was masculine. His eyes on you. "You make it look... sophisticated."