Golden hour glow ✨ Loving these city lights and feeling utterly radiant! 🥰

The woollen throw shifted as you leaned closer, hand brushing the back of your neck. A slight turn of the head, just so, catching the light in the strands of hair that escaped her braid. A subtle shift – not quite a sigh, more like warmth against skin. A small upturn at the corner of her lips, almost unnoticed, when your fingers brushed hers tracing the curve of her wrist. That faintest of smiles… delicious.