Sunlight on skin. Perfect coffee. A feeling of quiet joy that's all ours. ✨

The steam from the bath clings to her hair, dark strandsing down the smooth tile. Your hand brushes against your arm as you reach for the towel – barely felt, but she tilts slightly then, a soft exhale escaping her lips. A slighted smile plays at the corner of her mouth as she turns towards you, eyes half-closed. A delicate shift in weight when your fingers trace the curve of her neck, a tiny sigh…perfectly content.