The Bee Charmer (Sweet Treat Series Book 2) Read Free

next day.” She giggled while pouring herself a cup.
    Elizabeth’s idea of fun was going out every single night to the clubs, drink herself into a stupor and talk about her latest conquest with the man who bought her drinks that night.
    Pamelia could never understand how someone could waste their time going out every night, and then come into work just as fresh as a daisy. “Well, as long as you gals had fun that’s all that matters.”
    She heard her scoff when leaving the room. Pamelia knew how much Elizabeth enjoyed rubbing it in her face that she had a social life and Pamelia didn’t. Her partying days were over and done with, because every time she did go out, it brought her nothing but unhappiness, dealing with the same riffraff night after night. So, her days of enjoyment were mostly for when she stayed at home or if there was a festival going on in town or to a poetry reading.
    When she walked back to her desk, the front door opened and in came Mr. Jones and Mr. Dawson. Out of everyone she worked with at the law office, Mr. Jones was the only one she could tolerate. He was an older gentleman, in his mid-sixties with shocking white hair that reminded her of snow. But he had the most gentile disposition with everyone he met and always tried to help out those that he knew were in need of the most help, unlike Mr. Dawson and Mr. Steiner who were only out to make money. “Why hello Pamelia, how are you this morning?”
    “Doing fine sir, how are you?”
    “Well, we went out to the lake this weekend with Bernice and the grandkids and boy, we had a lot of fun. I made some of famous BBQ ribs, hot dogs, and hamburgers for the kids. Bernice really outdid herself with everything else, including the dessert.” He put down a paper bag on top of the desk.
    She knew it could only mean one thing….he’d brought her something good.
    She grabbed hold of the bag, opening it up to reveal what looked like a piece of cake but when she took out the Saran wrapped paper plate that she realized that this was no ordinary piece of cake. This was a piece Bernice’s famous Apple Honey cake. “Oh, you tell Mrs. Jones I said thank you for the cake. I’ll have a piece when I have lunch and the rest I’ll save for later.”
    He gave her a smile.
    Mr. Dawson decided to put his two cents into the conversation by saying, “You better not eat too much of that cake, it’s very addictive, plus you don’t want to put too much on those hips of yours.”
    Pamelia watched as he walked right past them and even though she could’ve went and made a comment, she never did, because it would mean her job.
    “Don’t mind him Pamelia, he didn’t mean what he said. He’s just had a rough case last week with a client and lost.”
    “It seems like every week he loses a case that I seem to be the only one he places blame on with his rude comments.” The phone rang and she answered it.
    About fifteen minutes later, Mr. Steiner and Virginia walked in. “Good Morning Pamelia,” Virginia greeted with a smile as big as a Cheshire cat.
    “How was your weekend? Good Morning Mr. Steiner, you had a call.” She handed him the slip of paper with the number she’d wrote down.
    “Oh thanks Pam.” He walked away leaving the two women alone.
    She watched Virginia crane her neck to make sure that he was gone. “Let’s just say that this weekend was rather enjoyable.” She twirled a strand of long chestnut hair around her index finger, a devilish smile spread across her lips.
    Pamelia knew just by the way she looked that she had got lucky…with Mr. Steiner.
    Yeah, that’s right. Mr. Steiner and Virginia had been seeing each other for a little over six months now. Mr. Steiner was a handsome young man, with model good looks, tailored suits and ties. His family was very influential in town and even though he could have gotten a job at bigger law firm, he decided to start off small.
    Pamelia had always thought the fact of him having an affair with his own