Soft light, perfect angle. Pure bliss being us. ✨

The scent of rain and lavender drifted from the shower. You leaned close, hand resting lightly on the edge of the bedsheet as she turned. A slight turn of the head, then eyes met yours – not quite a question, more an invitation. A delicate tilt of the chin, almost imperceptible. A small, shy smile touched Her lips when your fingers brushed against hers as you reached for a glass of water. That single shift in weight, that hint of warmth… perfect.