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The temptation wasn’t a lightning bolt. It was a slow, deliberate melting—like the ice Melanie had poured over the stones minutes ago, surrendering to steam. She could say this is a bad idea (boss-subordinate, age gap, the retreat’s thin walls). Or she could lean in.

Melanie pulled her closer. “Breakfast,” she breathed. “Definitely breakfast.”

Marie finally glanced over her shoulder. She was fifty, ten years older than Melanie, but her body was lean and unapologetic—small breasts, sharp collarbones, the faint roadmap of laugh lines and hard-won confidence. “You’re blushing,” Marie observed. “The sauna, or something else?” bbcpie.23.09.23.melanie.marie.sauna.temptation

“You’re staring,” Marie said without turning around. Her voice was low, amused.

“I’m not accusing you.” Marie reached out and brushed a damp curl from Melanie’s forehead. Her fingers lingered. “I’m telling you I’ve been watching back.” The temptation wasn’t a lightning bolt

Melanie’s heart kicked. “Marie—”

The heat in the private sauna was thick enough to taste—cedar, eucalyptus, and the clean salt of sweat. Melanie adjusted the thin towel on her lap, watching rivulets trace down Marie’s spine. They’d been friends for two years, ever since Marie joined the same boutique law firm. But this weekend away—a “relaxation retreat” Marie had insisted on—felt different. Or she could lean in

“Just… impressed you can take this heat.” Melanie’s mouth was dry, and not just from the steam.