Golden hour glow & perfect pouts. ✨ Slayin' it!

The steam curled around your shoulder, scenting the air between you both. Her hand brushed yours as she reached for the mug – barely a graze, but tonight, it felt like velvet. A slight shift in her weight, closer now. You tilted your head, just so, catching the light from the flickering candle on the curve of her neck. A subtle turn of the lips at that glance—a smile? Or simply acknowledgement. That shiver.”