Sunlight on our skin, smiles on our faces ✨ Pure bliss.

The warmth of your hand on the back of hers as she reaches for the wine glass. A slight turn of her head, just enough to catch the light in her hair – a cascade of honeyed strands that hint at the scent of sandalwood. Her knuckles brush against your thumb. A small shift, a subtle exhale as you watch her, a trace of pink blooming on her cheeks. A smile tugs at the corner of her mouth when your fingers tighten—a silent question, perfectly answered by the way she leans in closer.