Golden hour glow ✨ Loving these Parisian streets and feeling utterly radiant! 🥰

The steam from the tea curls around your shoulder, warm against skin just slightly chilled. Her hand rests lightly on yours, fingers loose but firming as she reaches for another biscuit. A slight turn of the head, eyes closing briefly when you trace the curve of her neck with an easy thumb. A subtle shift – a blush thatches the tip of her nose. You return your gaze, not quite meeting hers, and She smiles, a silent question in the way the light catches her lashes.”