Golden hour glow and a perfectly placed smile. ✨ Feeling grateful for this beautiful chaos.

The steam from the bath drifted, clinging to the dark hair at your shoulder. A slight shift as you leaned closer, tracing the curve of her neck with an easy hand. A subtle turn then – towards the light, but just enough. A blush rose high on her cheekbone, a silent acknowledgment of warmth. Her breath hitched, delicate and warm against the skin of your arm. A small smile played on her lips as she tilted her head ever so slightly, letting yours linger.