Sunlight on skin. Perfect breeze. Pure bliss. ✨

The steam from the bath waseding, clinging to her hair like silk. You shifted closer, hand brushing against the back of hers as you reached for the towel. A slight turn of the head – just enough to catch the light in her dark eyes. A subtle shift of weight too, leaning into your warmth. A tiny upturn at the corner of her mouth as she traced the curve of your finger. That almost—certainly—a smile.