The Best Blind Date In Texas. Victoria Chancellor

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      “That’s good, I suppose. He has a lot of experience.”

      “Yes, but that’s not the opinion he’s been giving me for the last three years.”

      “Oh?”

      Amy blushed. She shouldn’t tell Gray this, but he was so easy to talk to, she found the words slipping out. “He wants me to find a nice man and settle down.” Amy sipped her drink, then paused. “Not that I meant anything by that remark. I mean, just because you got railroaded into taking me to this fund-raiser, I don’t want you to think…Oh, I’m not explaining this well, am I?”

      Gray chuckled. “No explanation needed. I know how parents can be. I’ve heard the same thing from mine a time or two, especially before…”

      “Before what?” Amy asked, leaning forward.

      He shrugged. “Before my marriage.”

      “Oh.” No one had mentioned he was married. Or had been married. Her father wouldn’t fix her up with a married man.

      “After the divorce, they quit pestering me.”

      “I see.” She wanted to say more, but the band chose that moment to start a new set. The deep thrumming of strings reverberated through the club, followed by the wail of a saxophone. When she looked at Gray, she saw him watching the band, but a slight frown creased his forehead.

      THE BAND TOOK A BREAK, leaving the club in sudden silence. Gray was surprised to discover he wanted to explain more about what he’d admitted—and the implications of being single. He rarely talked about the divorce, and never discussed the reasons for the breakup. Somehow, with Amy, the words seem to come naturally.

      On most blind dates, the women had done most of the talking. Perhaps because she was a doctor and accustomed to listening to her patients, Amy had a quiet, observant manner he found refreshing.

      “I didn’t mean to drop the fact I’m divorced on you like that,” he said. “It’s been four years, so I don’t think about my marital status much.”

      “If you date as much as I’ve heard, I suspect you remember that you’re single,” she said with a cheeky grin.

      “I don’t date all that much,” he defended, “and yes, I’m definitely single—and planning on staying that way.”

      “Mmm. Messy divorce?”

      “Messy marriage.”

      “Oops. Sorry.”

      “Don’t be. I’m better off now than ever. But the experience did leave me with a rather bitter taste for tying the knot again.”

      “I understand. I’m certainly not ready to rush into anything either. I’m going to have my hands full getting the clinic back to full speed as quickly as possible.”

      Gray hesitated, but Amy had left the perfect opening for him to explain something. One of his rules. He liked her, more than anyone he’d met recently, but she needed to understand how he operated so she wouldn’t be hurt.

      “Amy, I’ve really had a great time tonight, and I think you’re a wonderful person. I don’t usually say this outright, but I’m going to in this case.” He drew in a fortifying breath. “I don’t know what you’ve heard about me around town, but I have an unspoken rule.”

      “About dating?”

      “Yes. You see, I never have a second date with anyone.”

      She sat up, her eyes showing surprise. “Never?”

      “Not since I moved to Ranger Springs.”

      “So that’s why you’ve dated so many different women.”

      “Whatever Thelma and Joyce arrange,” he said, taking another sip of his drink.

      “Thelma and Joyce? But I thought my father arranged this evening.”

      Gray shrugged. “Maybe he did, through my unofficial personal dating service.”

      “He’s in cahoots with those two women.”

      Gray smiled at Amy’s accusing words, softened by the love shining from her eyes and the fondness evident in her voice. She’d complained earlier about her father’s meddling, but she obviously cared for him very much. “Perhaps.”

      “I’m going to have a serious talk with the man.”

      Gray shook his head. “Not on my account. Like I said, I’ve really enjoyed this evening.” He certainly didn’t want to be the cause of any problems between Amy and her father.

      “But you want me to know there won’t be a repeat.”

      He jerked his thoughts away from Amy’s relationship with her father to the one she’d never have with him. “Yes. You see, I realized early on that if I dated any woman more than once, the gossipmongers would jump on the news. And then if I didn’t date another one but once, some perfectly nice woman would get her feelings hurt.”

      “That’s very thoughtful of you,” Amy said carefully, “but doesn’t having only one date with any woman cramp your style?”

      Gray laughed. “Not really. Like I said, I’m busy with the move of my company, hiring and training employees and expanding our markets. I don’t have that much time for a social life.”

      He hadn’t had one in so long, as a matter of fact, he rarely missed the quiet, shared evenings, dinner conversations with someone well known, the feel of a woman’s warm flesh after making love. At least he told himself he didn’t miss those things. If he thought about how long he’d been abstinent—nearly two years—he might not be as cheerful.

      His last relationship, a comfortable, no-pressure affair with an equally career-minded lawyer he’d known socially for years, had ended before he’d decided to move from Dallas. He hadn’t been serious about the woman; he’d just fallen into the mutually satisfying affair after his divorce.

      Strange, but Amy’s assertions she wasn’t looking for a long-term relationship, especially one with a husband and children, echoed his own position now. He wasn’t looking for the complications a family would bring…and yet, the longer he lived in this close-knit community, the less objectionable he found the idea…in theory.

      Gray mentally shook his head. He had no business thinking along those lines. Especially not while he was out on his one date with Amy Wheatley.

      “So what do you do when Thelma and Joyce fix you up? Do you turn them down?”

      “Well, I haven’t so far, but I may have to start. They do seem to be getting a little persistent in their efforts.”

      “Poor Gray,” Amy said with a smile. “So many women, so little time.”

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