Sunlight on skin. That feeling. ✨

The steam from the bath clung to her hair, tracing the curve of her neck as you leaned closer. A slight turn of the head, just enough to catch the light in the dark strands. Her fingertips brushed your hand – hesitant at first, then bolder - and a tiny shift: a relaxed shoulder, a subtle deepening of those hazel eyes. A small exhale, almost imperceptible, as if only for us. That hint of warmth radiating outwards when your thumb grazed her skin... perfection.