Lemon's Sorbet Disaster: An Ice Cream Shop Series Novella by E. H. Demeter

Author:E. H. Demeter [Demeter, E. H.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Crazy Ink
Published: 2019-07-11T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

It took longer than I’d originally thought to get everything up to par. Ryan Mcallister and his team had made all the repairs and updates I had asked for over the course of the next four months. While I waited, I went through the accounting books to acquaint myself with the inner workings of the creamery. I had gone over them multiple times, but still noticed something strange.

“Wade?” I called, moving into the formal living room. I’d divided the room in Beau’s house to function as both a living room and an office for the duration of the remodel at the creamery.

He grunted, hunched over the desk.

Biting back the urge to roll my eyes, I cleared my throat and stepped up beside him. “I found an anomaly when it came to our lemon orders. More so the lack of payment for them. Care to explain?”

I lifted my brows as he straightened, looking up at me in confusion. “What?”

This time I did roll my eyes. “Where are the lemons coming from, Wade? They’re listed on all the purchase orders, yet there’s no receipts. Are we stealing lemons?”

Wade dropped his pen with a chuckle, running his hand over his face. “No, we’re not stealing lemons. There’s no receipts because they come from the grove.”

“What grove?” I closed the book, perplexed.

“The grove. The lemon grove.” He spoke slowly, as if afraid my brain was not actually capable of understanding his words. At my continued look of confusion, he sighed and leaned back in the chair. “You didn’t know Beau had a lemon grove?”

I shook my head as he stood, stretching out the kinks in his back. It was only then did I realize how long we’d been going over paperwork.

“Come on,” Wade said, gesturing for me to follow him as he left the room.

Blinking in surprise, I hurried after him. “Where are we going?”

Wade looked at me over his shoulder, his expression clearly screaming ‘really?’. I bit my lower lip, feeling the blush heat my neck and cheeks. I paused at his truck, looking at him when he pulled open the passenger door for me. When I didn’t move, he made an exaggerated gesture, that crooked grin popping out.

“Well? The day’s not getting any younger.”

Rolling my eyes, I moved past him and climbed into the truck, watching as he jogged around the front. It was all too familiar, and I couldn’t help but think back to the day we’d cleaned the creamery. After having such a rocky start, things between us had seemed to change that day. We’d actually been able to put aside our differences and work together. I was hoping the trend would continue through the rest of the year.

After a short drive down a road I hadn’t noticed before, we pulled off into a small dirt parking area. Leafy lemon trees spread out in picture perfect rows before us, and I couldn’t help but stare. There had to be about two hundred trees, maybe more. Shaking my head, I turned toward Wade.

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