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even Skye new she was going to react that way.  Realizing what she’s done, Skye immediately releases Hailey from her hold.
    “I’m sorry about that.  I didn’t mean to do it.  It was a reflex. But don’t you ever put your hands on me again,” she warns Hailey, voice still absolutely calm. 
    Everyone is stunned.  I’m pissed at myself for missing the signs.  Skye is obviously Law enforcement, military, or both.  I saw the way she walked in the bar with confidence and immediately scanned the room.  She looked me in the eye when she shook my hand and never truly relaxed her stance.  Classic law enforcement moves. I think I’m becoming lax at my observation skills from working in this small sleepy town for so long.
    Hailey finally snaps out of her shock, picks her face up off the bar and gingerly wipes the blood from her nose.  I’m guessing she got slammed pretty hard. 
    “You all saw that! She assaulted me.  I want to press charges,” she rants at the crowd that has gathered around. 
    “Looked like self-defense from where I’m standing sweetheart, and my police report wouldn’t say otherwise,” I inform her in no uncertain terms.  I’m still leaning against the bar chewing on a toothpick with my arms crossed over my chest. 
    She mistook Skye for a pacifist because Skye didn’t want to cause a scene, but she learned quickly that if you keep poking the bear you’re gonna get bit.
    I actually feel sorry for Skye.  She looks upset and possibly guilt-ridden that she caused a scene on her first day in a new town.  She meant it when she said it was a reflex.  Obviously, self-defense is second nature to her.  I bet Hailey won’t be pressing her buttons again. 
    I do admire her resolve.  Skye remained level-headed and didn’t let Hailey’s spiteful words get to her, but when Hailey put hands on her, all bets were off.  The crowd is still gathered around as if they’re waiting for more action.  Possibly to see what Hailey’s going to do in retaliation.
    “Go on back to what you were doing ladies and gentlemen, there’s nothing to see here,” I advise the people that gathered around to see what all the commotion was about.  Hailey has grabbed her purse and is heading out the door with her friends in tow.  Good riddance.  You wouldn’t guess that a pretty woman in her late twenties would act so ugly and immature.
    “I’m so sorry about that Sherriff Talbott.  I didn’t mean to hurt her,” Skye apologizes to me.
    “She had it coming,” is all I say in response.  I take my wallet out of my back pocket and pull out a card.  I grab a pen from the bar and write on the back of the card and hand it to Skye.  I touch the tip of my baseball cap, nod my head in farewell and head out the front entrance.  I’ve had enough excitement for one night. Especially since I’m off the clock and all.
     
    Chapter Three
     
    Skye
    Summer helps me drag my luggage up the back stairs of Acorn Groves Bar & Grill, or as she calls it AG’s, to her apartment.  I’m pleasantly surprised when she opens the door revealing an apartment with real wood floors, exposed wooden beams, and an open layout.  It almost looks like a barn loft and her country chic décor only adds to the atmosphere.
    “Very nice,” I tell her, eyeing the farmhouse sink and running my hand across the butcher block countertops and the small island in the kitchen area.  The cabinets are a soft aqua blue color and she’s tied the color into her cream-colored couch with throw pillows adding splashes of coral here and there too.
    “As you can see it’s actually quite big and open since it’s the attic above the restaurant, but the owner didn’t spend a lot of money finishing it so there’s only one bathroom and one bedroom located at the back of the space,” she points to the two doors on the left side of the large room.  “The good news is that there’s an alcove on the other side of the kitchen,” she walks to the right