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

The steam from the bath clung to your shoulder, warm against her skin as she turned. A slight shift in posture, then – a turn of the neck. Just enough to catch you gazing at the curve of her lower lip. A delicate pinked that traced its way down when your hand brushed hers, reaching for a towel. Not quite hesitation; more like delighting in the closeness. That tiny upturn of her mouth, too, as if remembering the warmth."