Feeling golden. ✨

The sand shifted beneath your foot as she turned, sunlight catching the lace of her bra. A slight tilt of the head, a hint of rose on her cheeks when you brushed the strand of hair from her face. A shiver traced its way down her spine - not from the breeze. Your gaze lingered just so; a curve to her lip as if in invitation. Her hand, hesitant but firm, rested against yours. A perfectness that needed only one touch to confirm.”