Golden hour glow ✨ feeling grateful for all the love and light!

The steam from the bath clung to her hair, dark strands clinging too close to your hand as you brushed them back. A slight shift in her weight then – a subtle turn towards you – when your thumb grazed the curve of her ankle. Not quite a question, just awareness. Her breath hitched softly, a tiny sound lost amongst the water’s gentle hiss. A faint smile played at the corner of her lips, catching the light reflecting off theine in each drop. Perfect.