Golden hour glow & perfect pouts ✨ Loving these city lights!

The steam from the bath clung to her hair, dampening the dark strands that fell across her cheek. You shifted closer, hand brushing against the curve of her ankle as you reached for a towel. A slight turn of the head, then a delicate tilt of the lips – not quite a smile, but close enough. Her skin warmed beneath your fingertips as she stretched slightly, a subtle shift in weight. A shiver traced down her neck, easily missed if you hadn’t noticed.”