Try out the steam room

"I know how much you love steam rooms," John mentioned, casting a sideways glance at Jane.

Jane smiled, her eyes reflecting tenderness. "You know me too well, honey."

Deciding to indulge in Jane's favourite, John led the way toward the steam room, excitement palpable in the air.

As they walked through the spa's corridors, they admired the intricate designs and paintings that adorned the walls.

"Whoever designed this place really had relaxation in mind," John noted, gesturing around.

Jane nodded in agreement. "It's one of the reasons why I wanted to visit this place. The pictures did not lie."

Guided by signs, they navigated their way through the spa, their conversation light and filled with admiration for their surroundings.

"I'm glad we decided to come here," John said, his voice warm.

"Me too," Jane replied, her hand brushing against his as they walked.

Finally, they arrived at the glass-enclosed steam room, its surfaces obscured by the mist within.

"I can't wait to feel the steam on my skin," Jane confessed, excitement dancing in her eyes.

With a shared grin, they began to disrobe, exchanging knowing glances as they hung their robes and towels on nearby hooks. Slippers were neatly placed below.

John playfully arched an eyebrow at Jane. "Ready to get steamed?"

Jane chuckled, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "I've been looking forward to this."

As John reached for the door handle, he gave Jane a mockingly dramatic look. "Here we go."

Jane nodded, her smile infectious. "Lead the way."

John swung the door open, letting Jane enter the steam room first before following her inside.