Sunlight on skin, perfect glass of rosé, and the best view in Paris. Doesn't get much better than this! ✨🥂

The steam from the bath clings to your sleeve as you reach for hers, fingers brushing againstescar little warmth. A slight turn of the head, then – a hesitant smile, lips pursed ever so slightly. A faint blush rises onto the tips of her nose, pinking the skin around her eyes. Your thumb traces the curve of her wrist, barely noticeable resistance. She shifts closer, scent of lavender and quietness—and all is perfectly still between you both.