Golden hour glow & a perfect selfie. ✨ Feeling grateful for this life, these moments, and you all! 🥰

The steam curled around her neck, just so. A hesitant brush of the hand against your sleeve as she turned, tilting her head. Not quite turning to you, not yet. Just a slight turn towards the warmth, a trace of pink in the tips of her lips at the memory of last night. A delicate shift when your fingers grazed hers - a shiver that wasn’t entirely from the cold. You held your breath. Perfect.