Sunlight on skin. Camera rollines. Life is good. ✨

The steam from the bath clung to her hair, dampening the dark strands that fell across her cheek. A hesitant finger brushed against your wrist as you leaned in closer, watching the water rise around her shoulders. A subtle shift – one slightlyed muscle, perhaps – as she tilted her head back, catching the light reflecting in your eyes. A small smile played at the corner of her mouth, just for a moment, before the warmth settled into quiet contentment. Perfect.