Golden hour glow ✨ Soaking in all the love and light – feels good to be here! 🥰

The wool of her sleeve brushed your hand as you reached for the wine glass. A slight hesitation in the movement, then the warmth of your fingers found its mark – just above the wrist. Her breath hitched, a delicate flutter against the quiet room. A hint of rose bloomed on her lips, not quite a smile, but close enough. Your eyes followed the trace of that scent, a subtle shift in expression, and she tilted her head ever so slightly, returning the glance.”