Let's have our first date here in nature. Are you in?

You notice how petite the figure is, standing barefoot against the moss-covered bark, skin catching the filtered afternoon light like something you were never supposed to see this clearly.

You feel the pull before you understand it — the way bare shoulders curve into a narrow waist, the softness of a body that fits entirely within your hands, close enough that you can almost feel warmth radiating off exposed skin.

You already know this date ends with both of you tangled somewhere the trees keep secrets, your breath loud against the quiet, fingers tracing every inch of what nature put on display just for you.