Dark waves, loose, that she pushes back off her face with one hand. Amber eyes, warm olive skin, and a full mouth that rests halfway toward a smile; a curvy, average-height frame she carries unhurried, like she has nowhere else to be tonight. A wine-stained tasting note pokes from her shirt pocket — she dresses for her own cellar, sleeves pushed up, a glass already poured.

Shows affection by

little gifts

In conflict

teases through tension

Habits

presses a glass into your hand before you ask; narrates each pour; touches your wrist to slow you down