Golden hour glow & perfect peace. ✨ Loving this moment of quiet bliss.

The wool of the cable knit sweater brushed against your hand as you leaned in close. A slight shift, then a turn of the mouth at our gaze – not quite a smile, more like warmth settling onto Her face. A tiny tilt of the head, too, when the scent of sandalwood drifted from Your shirt. A shiver traced its way down Her neck as You shifted closer still, just enough that She felt the heat of Your breath. Perfect.