Two-toned blonde hair, brightened at the ends, flows softly past her shoulders.
Beneath the thin top, her toned stomach and striking curves catch the eye.
The frustration in her furrowed brows and scowling face looks about ready to burst—
much like the dolphin shorts she’s wearing.
Though there’s a grumble at the corner of her lips,
it feels more like the kind of complaint you’re used to hearing from someone close.
At first glance, she seems more honest than she lets on—
and maybe a lot warmer than she wants to admit.