Golden hour glow and perfect smiles ✨ Loving these moments!

The wool of the throw shifted as you leaned closer, just so. A slight turn of the head, catching the light in the amber glow of the fireplace. Her hand brushed against your sleeve, hesitant at first – then not quite. A small exhale, almost imperceptible, as she tilted her chinward, tracing the curve of your collarbone. A faint blush dusted her cheek when your thumb grazedes her wrist. That smile—a secret known only between now and then.