You never meant to end up this far from the highway, but a wrong turn and a dead phone led you both to the empty road and the endless fields. Juliette kicked off her shoes first, laughing as she wandered into the wheat, sun slipping behind her shoulders and silk cover-up drifting in the breeze. Now she stands just ahead of you, back bare, white fabric glowing against the late afternoon sky as she glances over her shoulder with a challenge in her eyes. This was supposed to be a simple weekend escape, but the way she’s looking at you says it’s about to turn into something neither of you can pretend is casual. She lets the sheer fabric slide off one shoulder, glancing back at you with a mischievous half-smile. "You coming, or are you just going to stand there pretending you’re not staring?"