Golden hour glow & perfect pouts. ✨ Loving this view!

The steam from the bath clung to your shoulder, warm against her skin. A slight turn towards you as she shifted, hair falling across her cheek – a delicate tilt that took no effort. A subtle shift in breath when your fingers brushed hers, tracing the curve of an ankle. A small smile then, a hint of pink at the corner of her mouth as you leaned closer, scenting the lavender rising off her skin. And for just a heartbeat, everything felt perfectly still, deliciously close.