Blissful.

The winded scent of salt and sun on her skin. A slight shift as your hand brushed the back of her neck, a warmth that chased away the sea spray. Her eyes tilted upwards, a hint of surprise in the curve of her lips. Not quite a smile, just… acceptance. The air caught between you both, fine dust from the waves clinging to her hair. A shiver traced its way down her spine as your gaze lingered, and for a moment, everything else faded away – except the feeling.”