Create a similar story with title, keep the lesbian details and eliminate the sensual activities in the story. 
At a Texas lake resort an enemy ice queen thaws right into her Hollywood happy ending. Krista Kyle knew how hard it was to be a closeted lesbian in Hollywood. Unfortunately being out and proud could affect your career. But after twenty years as an award winning actress Krista was able to be her authentic self in a world where 
being someone else was the norm.
With an opportunity to buy a lake resort with her best friend, Krista creates a safe 
place where those that weren’t yet ready to live openly in public can come with their partners and girlfriends and be themselves. 
When a sleazy journalist, known for outing people, finds out about the hideaway Krista offers to show her what the resort really means and uncovers a secret that changes them both. 
This is the first book in the Lovers Landing Series where celebrities find their true love in the most unlikely people. 

Sleazy journalist, Brooke Bell, is trying to sneak into Krista Kyle’s Hollywood sapphic hideaway and out the resort. Krista knows her only hope of saving Lovers Landing is to convince Brooke to come as her guest and to keep their secrets. 

Krista sat in a booth at the back of the diner. The huge windows that reached across the front gave her a great view of the street. She faced the door and would be able to easily see Brooke when she came in. The plan she’d come up with was risky, but if it worked, Lovers Landing should be secure. She took a deep breath in and slowly let it out. This very well could be the most important performance of her life. 
She glanced down at her watch and, as if on cue, when she looked up Brooke Bell walked into the diner. Krista took a moment and was struck by the beauty of this woman. If she didn’t know what a despicable person she was she’d be tempted to 
approach her in an entirely different manner. Brooke made her way to the counter where most of the stools were occupied with coffee drinkers. 
Krista watched as the waitress behind the counter spoke to Brooke and then pointed in her direction. Brooke swung her head around and her bright blue eyes settled on the booth in the back. Krista gave her a little wave with what she hoped was an inviting smile. 
Krista noticed the brightness in Brooke’s eyes cooled as she recognized her. But she walked along the aisle toward Krista, obviously intrigued. Krista took that opportunity to enjoy Brooke’s long stride and graceful arms as she came her way. When she realized what she was doing she attributed it to being around too many happy couples in Texas. Maybe it was time for her to have a little fun of her own, because there’s no way she should be thinking about Brooke Bell this way. She made a mental note to look into finding a date for the fundraiser. 
Brooke stopped at the table and looked down at Krista with a neutral expression. 
“Care to join me?” Krista asked with a pleasant smile, pouring Brooke a cup of coffee from a carafe on the table. 
Brooke narrowed her eyes and slid into the booth opposite Krista. They both took a sip from their cups. 
“I’m not a big coffee drinker, but I have to say that this little diner makes a very good cup,” Krista said warmly. 
Brooke continued to stare. 
Krista decided to sit back and wait. So she leaned against the back of the booth and gave Brooke another charming smile while she stared into those striking blue eyes. She knew the journalist wouldn’t be able to stay quiet long. 
“Why would you want to have coffee with me?” Brooke finally asked. 
“I heard you were interested in my latest venture and I wanted to make sure you had the facts.” 
Brooke’s eyebrows rose and she covered her surprise quickly, but not before Krista saw it. 
“So it’s true. You’ve opened a resort in Texas?” Brooke probed. 
“It’s more like a quaint lake getaway. Why? What did you hear?” Krista asked, taking another sip of her coffee. She watched Brooke and could see she was struggling with something. Then her face relaxed. 
“You run a lake getaway,” Brooke said, emphasizing Krista’s words, “that is strictly for women, or should I say queer women.” 
Krista nodded and smiled. “If that’s what you heard then surely you can see why I’m confused.” 
“I’m not understanding?” said Brooke. 
“If you think this is a place for queer women then why would you want to come for a week?” Krista said, her tone turning serious. 
Brooke sat back and smiled. “I figured you screened everyone beforehand. Do you also have a little meet and greet like this before you let them come to Texas?” she said, pointing between the two of them. 
Krista smiled back, but what she really wanted to do was slap that smirk off this bitch’s face. 
Before Krista could respond Brooke said, “I guess that means I don’t get to see Lovers Landing firsthand. What a shame.” Brooke pouted and batted her eyes at Krista. 
Deep breaths, deep breaths is what Krista said to herself over and over. Then she straightened her back and leaned forward with her best tempting smile. “I’d love for you to come see my little hideaway—as my guest,” she said, challenging Brooke. 
Brooke sat up abruptly and leaned back, obviously shocked. “What?” 
“I’d like for you to be my guest,” Krista said, knowing the first part of her plan was about to work. “But you have to come alone.” 
“Wait, what? I thought it was for couples?”
“Are you saying the woman that’s coming with you is your girlfriend?”
“No!” Brooke exclaimed and then realized she had said that too loudly.
Krista sat back with her hands up palms out. “Whoa! I wasn’t accusing you of 
anything.”
Brooke sighed, exasperated. “Look Krista, I’ve heard things about this resort and 
wanted to do a story on it.”
“A story? Do you mean come there and out the women you see, or out the resort as 
a place strictly for queer women?”
“I thought I’d decide the angle when I got there and saw it for myself.”
Krista exhaled. “I see.” She studied Brooke for several moments before she spoke. 
“I have a proposition for you.”
Brooke raised her brows. “I’m listening.”
“I would like for you to come to Texas with me. I’ll personally show you around 
and what Lovers Landing offers. There is one condition.”
“Of course there is. Let’s hear it,” Brooke said, annoyed.
“You have to go with an open mind. I’m going to show you everything and explain 
what it is we do.”
Brooke’s brow furrowed. “I’m not sure I understand.”
“It’s a special place and there’s a reason I created it. I need you to have an open 
mind.”
Brooke still looked confused.
“It’s not just a place to take a woman and fuck. There’s more to it than that,” Krista 
said slyly.
Brooke bristled. “Damn, Krista,” she whispered, looking around. “Well, I know that’s what you’re thinking,” she whispered back. 
Brooke blew out a breath. “Okay. I’ll keep an open mind.” 
Krista sat up and smiled. “Good. You’ll get an email with an itinerary and instructions. I’ll see you at the airport.” 
“You’re flying with me?” 
“Yep. You’re all mine for a week, Brooke. Can you handle it?” Krista said, wanting to wink but deciding against it. 
Brooke smirked, but Krista saw a flash of something cross her eyes.