Page 1 of Strictly Business : A Lesbian Romance

A terrible business idea. Two clashing personalities struggling to

make it work. A blossoming attraction.

Taylor Samson has one goal in life: to give her daughter a better future.

That’s why she left the comforts of her hometown for the big city. That’s

why she works like a zombie. And that’s why she gathers strength and

pitches her big business idea to Christina, a gorgeous, calculating investor.

Her dreams are trampled underfoot when the heartless business lady coldly

rejects her proposal.

Christina Hilford has one goal in life: to be successful in her career.

Families and changing diapers are the last things on her mind. So when she

meets Taylor, an obvious amateur in the business world, she can’t help but

roll her eyes. It doesn’t matter that she’s stunning.

Despite their immediate disdain for each other, Christina and Taylor

soon find themselves thrown into the task of making Taylor’s disaster of a

business plan work. Slowly, their preconceptions of each other start to give

way. Taylor can’t seem to resist the moments when Christina lets down her

guard. And Christina is starting to wonder if this little family can give her

the home she’s never had.

Can they shed their prejudices and admit their growing connection to

one another? Or are their lives meant to intersect briefly before they must

eventually part ways?

This is a standalone steamy F/F enemies to lovers romance novel

with a HEA.

Chapter 1

Taylor

Bandera, Texas had everything that Taylor Samson could have wanted,

except for the one thing that would truly have made her happy. A wife.

Bandera was small. People talked. Those weren’t always kind words. It

was hard to be different. It was even harder to get left at twenty to raise a

child alone. Oh, and be gay. People didn’t like that. People wanted Taylor to

be the girl who grew up there. The cute little blonde girl who wore her hair

in braids under a too big cowboy hat. People wanted her to stay that sweet,

green eyed girl in boots for the rest of her life. People didn’t want that girl

to grow into a woman with dreams of her own. They didn’t want that

woman to be honest.

“Taylor? You okay?” Adrianna glanced worriedly over a bowl of

steaming mashed potatoes to where Taylor was sitting. Even frowning,

Adriana was still a beauty. Long black hair, tanned skin, stunning dark eyes,

and a petite figure with lots of curves made most people do a double take

and continue to stare after that.

“Yeah. Sorry.” She shook her head. “Just thinking about home.”

“Your parents’ farm sounds beautiful,” Adriana’s partner, Juliana

drawled in her lovely Montana accent. She couldn’t look more different

than Adriana. She was blonde, tall, and built more athletically.

Adriana had an accent as well. She was from Brazil originally. She

met Juliana when she was vacationing there six years ago. They were both

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