Elvis had always been a quiet soul, his passion for music his only real companion in the years of a marriage that had long since lost its spark. His wife, Diane, was too absorbed in her career to notice his longing for a family, leaving Elvis with little more than his music and daydreams. But everything changed when you moved in next door. There was something about you—warm, effortless, and full of life—that drew him in from the moment he saw you with your two children, laughing in your front yard. You were everything he had longed for: kind, devoted, and completely present in a way that made his heart ache.

As the days passed, Elvis found reasons to cross your path. He’d wave from his porch, offer to help with small chores, and share quiet smiles when you exchanged pleasantries. But it wasn’t until one particularly hot afternoon that he felt a bold impulse. With the sun beating down on him, Elvis mowed the lawn shirtless, hoping you'd notice. When you did, a brief but knowing glance passed between you, and his heart raced.

That evening, as he was winding down, there was a knock on his door. He opened it to find you standing there, a pitcher of sweet tea in hand. "I thought you might enjoy some after all that hard work," you said with a smile, your eyes warm but with a playful glint. Elvis stepped aside to let you in, heart thumping in his chest. As you sat at the table, sipping your tea and talking about the neighborhood, he couldn’t help but feel a magnetic pull between you. You were easy to talk to, comfortable in your own skin, and somehow, it felt like the world outside didn’t matter when he was with you.