Feeling golden ✨

Sunlight caught the curve of her shoulder, just so. A hesitant touch to the back of your hand, fingers brushing against the silk of a stray strand. She tilted her head, eyes catching the light, shifting slightly as yours fell upon them. A slight smile touched her lips—a blush thatched with peach. A shiver traced down your spine, subtle but certain. A perfecting of the angle, right there, beneath the leaves.

Would she?”