World's Most Eligible Texan by Sara Orwig

the evening arguing.”
    â€œWell, then, we won’t argue,” he said cheerfully, picking up her coat. “You have to eat, so you might as well go with me and have a scrumptious dinner at Claire’s and we can talk about any subject you want.”
    â€œThat’s just putting off the inevitable.”
    â€œIt won’t hurt to put it off until after dinner.” He held her black coat out for her to slip into, and they stared at each other over it.
    â€œYou look beautiful,” he said, his voice lowering a notch.She seemed exasperated by his compliment and thrust her arm into her sleeve. He slipped the coat onto her shoulders and lifted her hair out of the way, brushing her nape slowly with his fingers.
    â€œStop flirting, Aaron,” she said darkly.
    â€œImpossible when I’m with you,” he whispered at her ear and then brushed a light kiss across her cheek.
    Turning to slant an angry look over her shoulder at him, she clamped her lips together. He could almost see her refusal to go out surfacing, so he took her arm and spoke quickly as he steered her to the door. “I told my brother Jeb about you. He has a second-grader, my little nephew Robby. He’s having trouble with his reading. Can I tell my sister-in-law she can call you and talk to you about Robby?”
    â€œOf course.”
    â€œThey have Robby in a private school, and they’ve had a tutor, but something isn’t working right.”
    â€œHave they had him tested for dyslexia? I’m sure they have,” she answered her own question swiftly. “I can’t imagine with all the individual attention, he doesn’t get the help he needs.”
    Aaron held open the door, locking it behind them and looking around as they stepped outside. He didn’t want Pamela to know he was carrying a gun now. If he gave chase to anyone again, he was going to be able to stop a car from getting away. And he worried about Pamela’s safety.
    He didn’t see anyone lurking in the shadows, but once they were on Main Street, he spotted a tail again. Picking up his phone, he called Dakota to inform him of the black car and learned that Dakota already knew about it. As soon as he broke the connection, Pamela spoke.
    â€œYou’re being followed again. Aaron, what are you involved in that someone would follow you? You’re halfway around the world from Spain.”
    â€œI don’t think I’m the one who’s being followed.”
    â€œNot me! You’re so wrong there.”
    â€œThose two investigators from Asterland were persistent intheir questions and were with you for over an hour, weren’t they?”
    â€œYes. You think they’re following me?” She twisted around in the seat to glance out the back.
    â€œThe investigators seem a likely possibility. If you’re trying to see them, the men following are two cars behind us.”
    Turning to face him again, she settled in the seat. “I’m sure you’re the one they’re interested in. There’s no reason to follow me.”
    He reached Claire’s and turned into the lot for valet parking, climbing out of the car and glancing at the street, but he couldn’t spot the tail and he wondered if they had turned off before the restaurant.
    The maitre d’ greeted Aaron and led them to a table near a quiet corner of the restaurant.
    â€œNow I know why you aren’t drinking any wine.”
    Reflected candlelight flickered in the depths of her luminous blue eyes that were so large, he felt enveloped in blue. “It wouldn’t be good for the baby,” she said quietly.
    He nodded and looked up as the waiter stopped at their table. “Good evening, Miss Miles, Mr. Black,” he said. “Would you like to see our wine list? Tonight we have a special French red wine.”
    â€œI’ll take a glass of the red wine, and the lady will have water,” Aaron replied. As soon as they