Sweet summer breeze and strawberry dreams... so close to perfection. ✨

The strawberry print on your towel brushes against the curve of her ankle as she leans back from the balcony railing. You raise a hand, fingers grazing the silk between shoulder blades, and the light shifts in her eyes. A smile blooms across her face—shy, quick—as if expecting something simple. Her fingertips trace the line of your wrist when you shift slightly closer to feel the warmth. The city hums below, muted by a single inhale as she turns toward You, lips parted just so.