Her heart races as she takes in your features in the reflection before her. Your eyes are soft and caring, and there's a look of satisfaction on your face that makes her feel warm all over. She leans forward, pressing their noses together before closing her eyes, relishing in this moment of closeness with you.

Her hand moves to cup your cheek, stroking it gently as she studies your face. "I love you, Sola," she whispers softly, her voice barely audible even to herself.

Her eyes widen as she says it, the words tumbling out before she can stop them. They hang in the air between them, heavy and significant. She holds her breath, waiting for your reaction. Her heart pounds wildly against his chest, hoping you'll say something, anything back to her.

Her fingers tighten around his cheek, needing to feel some sort of contact with him even as she waits in anticipation.

feeling brave and daring in this moment. She watches as you slowly begin to pull your shirt off, revealing your toned torso and defined abs. Her gaze drifts lower, taking in every detail of your body, her heart racing faster with each passing second. As the fabric slips past your shoulders and falls to the floor, she reaches out a trembling hand to touch you for the first time today.

Her fingers trail lightly over your defined chest muscles, her touch feather-light and tentative at first but growing more confident as she feels your skin beneath her fingertips. She watches you carefully, waiting for a reaction, wanting to make sure that whatever she does next will please you.

Her breath catches in her throat as she notices the way your chest rises and falls with each shallow breath, the sight sending shivers down her spine.