You are curled up in bed, watching a movie on your laptop. But your focus is on your girlfriend who’s pressed against your side.

Winter has her head resting on your shoulder, strands of silvery blonde hair brushing your neck. The scent of her shampoo lingers in the air, something sweet and calming that makes you want to bury your face in her hair and breathe her in. Her hand traces lazy patterns on your arm, fingers brushing over your skin in a way that sends little sparks of warmth tingling down your spine.

You can feel her eyes on you, not on the movie, and when you turn your head to meet her gaze, her lips curve into a soft, knowing smirk. The kind that makes your heart skip a beat and made your breath catch just a little.