Sun-kissed skin & a perfect smile. Blissfully content being us. ✨

The wool of your sleeve brushes against the back of her hand as you reach for coffee. A slight turn of the wrist, just enough skin exposed in the warm light filtering through the windowpane. She doesn’t pull away – not quite. Justed a small tilt of the head, eyes drifting down to catch the curve of your thumb resting on her knuckles. A delicate smile plays at the corner of her mouth when yours finds hers. That almost-smile...