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night and this morning’s ride. Was Melanie flirting with her
    on purpose? Was she even aware that she was flirting? For that matter, was she gay? Taylor
    didn’t think so. Samantha had made Taylor’s sexuality painfully clear yesterday when she’d
    first introduced them and it would be just like her to out Melanie in a similar, immediate
    fashion, for shock value, if nothing else. The fact that she hadn’t done so told Taylor that
    Melanie was straight.
    I’l just have to watch myself, she thought with determination. It was such a lesbian cliché;
    the gay girl falling for the straight girl she could never have. It was a cliché that Taylor would
    like to avoid at all costs.
    What was it about Sam’s cousin anyway? Sure, she was very attractive. She was very, very
    attractive, but so what? So were a lot of women Taylor had contact with almost every day.
    Aside from the occasional fantasy, she didn’t find herself spending her workout analyzing
    what it was about them that she found so attractive.
    It wasn't like she'd had so much experience with women that she had no trouble reading them.
    She hadn't actually come out until her senior year in college, a mere five years ago. Other
    than a few casual flings, Maggie was her only real relationship, and what a disastrous model to
    follow. Truth be told, she hadn't the foggiest idea how tell if a woman was interested in her,
    unless, of course, they used the old neon-sign-on-the-forehead trick. Taylor was pretty sure
    she'd catch that.
    Before she could dwell more on the subject, her mind shifted to focus on the ad playing
    through her headphones. A young man and young woman were discussing the benefits of a
    nearby community college. Both sounded painfully like they were reading from a piece of
    paper, coming off so incredibly scripted, that it left a bad taste in Taylor's mouth.
    Ugh, she grimaced, making a mental note to mention the ad to Jason tomorrow. He was the
    newest sales rep at the station, and Taylor had more or less taken him under her wing. He had
    great sales potential and he was a very likable guy, but he was still leery of being firmer with
    the talent when they didn't deliver. The local college was his account, and she was amazed
    that his client had approved the ad before it aired.
    With the onset of that train of thought, Melanie was quietly transferred to a back burner
    while Taylor wasn't paying attention.

Chapter Six
    "HEY."
    MELANIE NEARLY jumped out of her skin at the sound of Taylor's voice. She hadn't heard
    the door or her approach to the tiny office in the back of the store, so absorbed was she in
    the paperwork she was studying.
    Recognizing the shock on the older woman's face, Taylor immediately apologized.
    Melanie smiled, embarrassed. "It's okay. I tend to tune out the rest of the world when I'm
    working. Has it been an hour and a half already?"
    Taylor looked around with amusement. Files, books, and binders were strewn all over the tiny
    office, Melanie in the center like a floating buoy in a sea of paper. "Actually, it's been two.
    Sorry I'm late. How's it going?"
    "Wel , I'm not quite sure yet." She gestured to the mess she had made. "You were right.
    Jeff's a pretty organized guy. Al his records are well-kept and in order. No thanks to me."
    Taylor nodded, not surprised.
    "However, I don't think he made one red cent the whole time he's had this place."
    Taylor chuckled, again not surprised. "That's because he didn't listen to me."
    "What do you mean?"
    "I told him he needed to specialize."
    Melanie furrowed her eyebrows, an expression that made Taylor smile.
    "Come here." Taylor reached for Melanie's hand and pulled her out of the office and into the store itself. She made a grand gesture with the sweep of her arm. "Take a good look at this
    place."
    "Okay. I’m looking." She pause for a minute. "What am I looking at?"
    "Size, my dear Melanie. Contrary to popular belief, when it comes to retail, size does matter."
    Melanie blinked with