Midnight in the Glass Shower

Back at the Big Sur Glass House, the evening was calm, the ocean waves below whispering against the rocks under a full silver moon. Inside the master suite, the colossal walk-in wet room was an architectural masterpiece of honed gray basalt, steam-free structural glass, and dual ceiling-mounted rain showerheads that cascaded steaming water like a warm tropical waterfall. Clara stood under the warm stream, her honey-blonde hair soaked, cascading down…