The Melting Point

⚠️ DISCLAIMER - MATURE CONTENT

The Melting Point is intended for readers aged 18 and older. This story contains explicit sexual content, mature themes, and intimate scenes between adult characters. Reader discretion is strongly advised. By reading beyond this point, you confirm that you are of legal age in your jurisdiction to access adult content.

Synopsis:

Rinrada is very good at her job, her routine, and not wanting things she can't put into a spreadsheet.

Then a gelato shop opens across the street.

She doesn't mean to go in. She definitely doesn't mean to go back. And she absolutely, under no circumstances, means to let a woman who keeps a wooden spoon in her hair and flour on her face become the most complicated variable in a life she's spent years making simple.

Bangkok is loud and hot and relentless, and so - it turns out - is the particular problem of Pim.

Rin has spent years perfecting the art of taking up less space. Bangkok, as it turns out, has other plans - and so does the woman behind the counter at a tiny gelato shop across the street. Something is shifting in the space between their careful conversations and stolen glances, in the hours that stretch longer than they should, in the way a single taste of something unexpected can ruin you for everything ordinary.

She's not sure when it stopped being about the gelato.