Golden hour glow. ✨

The sea salt caught in her hair as the waves broke against her shoulders. A hesitant shift, then a smile touched your gaze – a sliver of light on the edge of her lips. The lace of her dress grazed your skin when she tilted her head, a shiver tracing down your spine. A slight turn, closer now, and the warmth from her neck brushed against your arm. Almost close enough to touch. A perfect moment.”