Radiant

The breeze catches the edges of her skirt as you reach for a drink – cool liquid on skin. A slight shift in posture, shoulders relaxing against the warmth of your arm. Her eyes drift down, just for a moment, to the strap of your shirt. A hint of pink dusts her cheeks when you glance back, that subtle smile playing on lips parted ever so slightly. The salty tang of the ocean and a silent question hangs between you both...perfect.