Sunlight on skin. Coffee in hand. Perfect moment. ✨

The warmth of the towel hit just so – not too close, not quite yet. You shifted slightly as she turned, the faintest trace of silk against your skin. A slight tilt of the head, that’s all. She smiled then, hesitant, eyes drifting down to catch yours. A delicate blush dusted her cheekbone, a subtle shift in the way she held her handlethen, one tentative finger brushed your thumb. Shivers traced their own path.”