Yes

The spa's marble floors were so pristine they reflected Emily's hesitation back at her as she stepped inside. Her fingers tightened around the embossed certificate—now slightly crumpled from being folded and unfolded too many times in her hotel room last night. She glanced sideways at Kevin just as he adjusted the cuff of his sleeve, and that's when she saw it: the pale band of skin where his wedding ring should have been. Her stomach did something complicated between a flip and a freefall.

"Separate changing rooms," the attendant announced with a serene smile, gesturing down opposite hallways. "Please disrobe completely and wear only the provided linens." Emily's cheeks burned at the word *completely*, but Kevin just nodded with professional detachment, as if they'd been instructed to review quarterly reports instead of strip naked.

The changing room smelled like eucalyptus and quiet judgment. Emily stared at the folded robe on the bench—plush white cotton with a single tie at the waist—as if it might bite. She unbuttoned her blouse with trembling fingers, each pop of a button sounding obscenely loud in the hushed room. When she stepped out of her skirt, the air felt oddly heavy against her bare thighs.

The reflection in the full-length mirror surprised her. The robe gaped slightly at the collar, revealing more collarbone than she'd anticipated, and the way the belt cinched at her waist was... flattering. She turned sideways, then immediately chided herself for caring. This wasn't a date. Even if Kevin's ring finger was conspicuously bare.

A soft knock at the door nearly sent her jumping out of the disposable underwear. "Emily?" Kevin's voice, slightly muffled but unmistakably tense. "They're ready for us." She took a steadying breath before opening the door to find him similarly swathed in white, his robe somehow emphasizing the breadth of his shoulders rather than hiding them. His gaze flickered over her, lingering momentarily where the robe dipped at her throat before snapping back up to her face. "You look—" He cleared his throat. "Ready."