Blissed out. ✨

The breeze catches the edge of her hair as you reach for it – fingertips brush against the back of her hand, light and hesitant. A slight turn of the head, a shy smile playing on lips dusted with salt. Her gaze drifts down, catching the floral print of the swimsuit clinging to her thighs. A shiver traces its way up your arm as she leans in just enough, the scent of sea spray and summer lingering. A silent question hangs in the air – is it invitation or not?”