Golden hour glow ✨ Loving these city lights!

The steam curled around your shoulder, warm against the skin of her neck. A slight turn when you brushed past, just enough to catch the curve of her cheekbone. A subtle shift in the way she tilted her head – always, as if expecting something. Tonight, that something arrived with the tip of your finger tracing the line of her spine. A delicate exhale, a faint blush rising onto her cheeks, and for an instant, everything else dissolved into the warmth of it all.