Morning light catches her before she's fully decided to behave. The sheets are twisted low, barely committed to their job, and she's looking at you the way a question looks before it becomes a demand.
You can tell she reached for her phone before she reached for clothes. Smart choice. Some mornings deserve documentation — the warm skin, the loose hair, the particular recklessness that lives between sleeping and standing up.
She's not performing for you exactly. More like she noticed you watching and decided that was fine, actually. Better than fine. That small smile confirms it.
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