work, Christina was confident that he couldn’t sue anyway.
 
 Taylor hadn’t even thought about that. God, there was so much she
 
 hadn’t considered and had yet to consider. The building itself was a huge
 
 challenge and she hadn’t even opened for business yet. Juliana was still
 
 working on a mountain of legal forms. The shelters were going to be in
 
 touch about programming and scheduling the animals in, as well as all the
 
 logistics, and a few rescue groups had yet to get back to her. Since Christina
 
 would be at the building now for the unforeseeable future, she’d taken the
 
 liberty of making an epic to-do list for her the afternoon before.
 
 “Who’s that?” Chloe pointed as soon as they walked through the door.
 
 Taylor pulled herself out of her own internal to-do list and looked
 
 straight ahead.
 
 Christina. Shoot, of course Chloe would point her out. Taylor did a bit
 
 of a double take herself. She’d basically ordered Christina to buy a pair of
 
 jeans and wear them. It had been rude, and Taylor didn’t know why she
 
 turned so snappy and unhappy around Christina. What was it about her that
 
 instantly put Taylor in a bad mood?
 
 Was it that she felt she had to compete with Christina? She didn’t
 
 think so. Maybe it was just the fact that whenever Christina was around,
 
 Taylor felt strange. Strange in ways she couldn’t define and therefore
 
 couldn’t control, and she didn’t like being out of control. Maybe that was it.
 
 Christina and her talks about managing this and making decisions about
 
 that, when it should have been Taylor’s say alone.
 
 Yeah. That was probably it. That alone.
 
 It didn’t have anything to do with the fact that Christina was beyond
 
 extremely beautiful and transcendently attractive. Apparently even in jeans
 
 and a black tank, she was a freaking knock out. Her clothes weren’t skin
 
 tight, but her jeans fit well. They ended in a set of boots, that while they
 
 weren’t meant for construction, at least they had closed toes and no heels.
 
 The tank was plain black ribbed cotton, but it hugged Christina’s curves.