Blissful serenity. Sun-kissed skin & a perfect cup of chamomile. Doesn't get much better than this. ✨

The steam curled around your shoulder, warm against the silk of her dress. A hesitant hand brushed yours as she reached for the tea tray – fingertips light, just shyly soenough that it tickled. Her eyes tilted up, a hint of surprise in the amber, but no resistance. Just a slight turn of the lips at the memory of the scent from your cologne. That small shift, easily missed, perfectlyed. A shiver traced down your spine."