Blissful

The sleeve of your shirt brushed the skin on her shoulder – light, hesitant. A slight shift in weight, a trace of warmth as if surprised. The faintest blush dusted the tips of her lips. Eyes tilted upward, catching the sunlight streaming through the window. And when that gaze lingered for just a moment too long, a delicate smile touched your mouth. A shiver traced down your spine – hers or simply from the air between you.”