Golden hour glow ✨ Blessed by the fans, radiant in the light. So much love! 🥰

The steam from the bath wasedding now, clinging to her skin like silk. You leaned closer, just brushing fingertips against hers as she reached for the warm water glass. A slight shift in posture – shoulder bladeed slightly towards you. A small smile touched her lips then, easily, silently. Her hand didn’t quite break contact. That warmth lingered when your fingers brushed again, a delicious uncertainty between them. A perfectness.