Sunlight on the skin, that's it. That’s everything. ✨

The steam from the bath clung to your sleeve as you reached for hers, fingers brushing against the curve of her wrist. A slight shift in posture – shoulders relax slightly when you’re near. Her eyes, half-closed, caught the light, reflecting the amber glow of the water. A delicate pink brushed her cheeks then—a shy smile at the memory of that perfect touch. And when she turned, just so, into your gaze, a tiny tremor in those lips… contentment.