Page 57 of Strictly Business : A Lesbian Romance

caress over her face. She was so beautiful that Christina momentarily forgot

about anything else.

“I didn’t think you’d show,” Taylor said, breaking through Christina’s

stupor. Taylor crossed her arms over her chest and leaned against the car.

“Yeah. Um— why— wouldn’t I?” Christina wasn’t used to feeling

flustered. She never stammered over anything.

“I don’t know. I thought you’d just look it up online and call it a day. I

imagine you have more important things to do.”

Christina was trying to think of a way to break it to Taylor that as of the

moment this was her most important project since she was the one heading

it out of their office, but she was interrupted by the arrival of a sleek black

sedan. A man wearing a black suit got out. He ran a hand over his slicked

back hair, gave both women a glaringly obvious once over, and offered a

cheesy grin.

“Hi.” He offered his hand to Christina first. “Sam Wellback. You must

be Taylor.”

“No.” Christina didn’t shake the hand. “Actually, she’s Taylor.”

Sam Wellback, obviously the realtor and no less creepy than Charles I

Crash My Work Computer From Watching Raunchy Porn In My Spare And

Not So Spare Time, spun and looked straight at Taylor’s chest.

Sam forgot about the handshake. He pasted on a greasy smile and

strolled confidently up to the front door to make up for his faux paus.

Taylor shot a look at Christina that was basically an eye roll without being

an eye roll. Christina did roll her eyes, but she smiled too. An unexpected

spark of warmth shot through her. It felt like they were sharing a secret.

Passing notes behind a teacher’s back or something. Not that Christina had

ever done that. She’d been sent to boarding school— her brothers also

went, but to a private, all boy’s school— after her mom had passed away.

She’d always behaved herself there. While some girls loved to get into

trouble, that wasn’t her.

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