Sunlight on skin. Perfect coffee. Endless adoration. ✨

The steam from the bath curls around your shoulder, warm against the skin of her neck. A slight turn when you reach for her hand – not quite hesitant, more like she’s letting herself relax. A small smile plays at the corner of her lips as your thumb brusheses pasters, tracing the curve of her wrist. Her breath hitches ever so slightly. You linger, just an inch too long, watching the way the light catches in the amber liquid of her eyes—a silent question, perfectly answered by that tilt of her head."