glaring at the door. “And he looked at me like I was a piece
of gum on his shoe!” I plop down in a chair across the desk from James, “Where
did you find this guy? I think he needs a personality transplant!”
“Now Reggie, give him a
break. How do you expect him to act when he walks in on what looks like a
tryst between the two of us? I really wish you would quit doing that, some
people just don’t understand.”
“Oh, loosen up James. Can’t
he take a joke?”
“He’s by the book, no
wiggle room. But he’s a great deputy. Please try not to alienate him, Reggie,
I really don’t want to have to look for another deputy. It took me four months
to convince the county board to hire him.”
Not wanting James to feel
like he won, I change the subject. “Enough about him, let’s go to lunch. Where
do you want to go?”
“Let’s just go to the
diner across the street, I think they have chicken and noodles on special
today.”
“Sounds good, as long as
that deputy isn’t there. What crawled up his butt?”
Chapter 5
Outside the sheriff’s
office, Logan gets back into his cruiser after grabbing his hat off the desk. What
a piece of work, he thinks, pulling on his sunglasses. As he pulls out onto
Main Street he is thinking about Cassie sitting on James’ lap, wondering why it
bothers him so much. He grins, thinking that James will have his hands full
keeping that one in line. All afternoon the memory of her deep brown eyes
haunts him, making him wonder what secret she is hiding.
Chapter 6
It’s been three days and I
have managed to avoid the deputy so far, maybe some time will mellow him out a little.
It’s Saturday and tonight is the Harvest Festival Dance, the social event of
the year here in our little town. The town goes all out, decorating the town
square and even having the refreshments catered. Everyone loves the
opportunity to get dressed up and have a night out on the town. All the
businesses in town close early, even the only bar in town. The town even
springs for a semi-famous band, no cheesy DJ for this shindig! I take special
care to do my hair and makeup, this is a special event. Tonight, the town
council is going to honor Gram with a posthumous award for all her work for the
town through the years. Luckily, I have a great dress that I bought for a
wedding in New York that I ended up not going to. It’s deep green and seems to
make my eyes sparkle, the plunging neckline just deep enough to see a hint of
cleavage. I’m glad the autumn weather is still warm, it’s just not the same
when we have to have the dance inside the town hall.
I am putting the final
touches on my makeup when I feel a breeze swirl my skirt around my legs. That’s
crazy, I closed all the windows about ten minutes ago to get ready to head to
the square, I’ve been locking all the doors and windows. It’s going to take me
awhile to get used to leaving doors unlocked. I must have missed a window
somewhere.
I hear the front door open
and James yell, “Hey Reggie, get a move on! The dance is about to start!”
“Don’t get your panties in
a bunch. I’m almost ready!” I yell back, putting on my shoes.
I walk down the stairs and
get a wolf-whistle from James. “Wow, Reggie, that’s some dress!” he exclaims,
thinking that he can’t wait to see Logan’s reaction to it.
James takes my arm and we
head out the door, heading for the town square. Luckily, it’s only a couple of
blocks otherwise I would never have made it in my five-inch stilettos. Marie
is already in the square, she is the decoration committee chairperson. I find
her making some final adjustments on the refreshment table. “Everything looks
great Marie, luckily the warm weather stuck around long enough to have the
dance outside. I love dancing under the stars!”
“Yes, we have been really
fortunate this year.” James walks over and grabs Marie and dips her and gives
her a big