Sunlight on skin. Perfect latte in hand. Pure bliss ✨

The warmth in your hand lingered longer than necessary tonight. A subtle shift – the slight turn of her chinward gaze as you brushed past, catching the light from the flickering candles. A small sigh, almost lost in the soft rustle of silk against skin. Her fingers tightened slightly on the sleeve of your shirt, just so when she leaned closer for that half-hearted sip of wine. That perfect tilt of her head…and then, a shy smile.”