Feeling perfect. ✨

The towel dips slightly as you shift closer. A ripple of warmth traces down her spine, the scent of salt and sunshine a delicious distraction. Her fingers trace the lace of her top, barely brushing against your arm – a silent invitation. A slight smile plays on her lips, a hint of surprise in the way she turns towards your gaze. The pool shimmers behind them both, blue and inviting. Perfect.