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

The steam from the bath rising slowly now, clinging to the dark hair at the nape of her neck. You shifted closer, hand brushing against the sleeve of her robe as you reached for the towel. A slight turn of the head, then – a shy tilt of the lips when your fingers brushed hers. Not quite a smile, more like acceptance. That shiver that always started just so…a delicious warmth spread through you, responding to the heat of her skin."