The Nanny (The Fabulous Dalton Boys Book 1) by Kirsten Osbourne Page B

that whatever Kalee and Brook had in mind would be appropriate.  She was more than a little nervous.
    When she heard a knock on her door, she looked in the mirror one last time and opened it, expecting to find Kalee or Brook waiting for her.  Instead it was Barrett.  He stepped into her room quickly and pulled the door shut behind him, locking it.  "I'm going to miss you tonight," he told her, pulling her into his arms.  He wouldn't stop her from going, because he knew she needed to have female friends, but he wanted to.
    "I don't want to go!  I told the girls, and they're just not listening to me.  I'm sure they want to do something wild, crazy, and debauched, and I just don't like that kind of thing.  I'm a stick in the mud."
    He kissed her.  "I don't see you as a stick in the mud.  I'm not worried about it.  Have a good time with them.  If it gets too out of hand, tell them you want to come home!"
    She frowned. "I'd rather stay here with my husband."  She stroked her hands up his shoulders, enjoying the feel of his muscles through his shirt.  Standing on tiptoe, she kissed him softly.  "We can have so much fun without them."
    Barrett laughed, holding her close.  "And we will have fun without them.  As soon as you get home." 
    "But the baby!"  She would come up with any excuse she could to keep from going.
    "It's Saturday.  I'll take care of him."  He kissed her passionately, pulling her tight against him, his hips grinding into hers.  "I'll miss you, though.  So much."
    She sighed, wishing he would tell her not to go, so she would have an excuse.  "Fine.  I'll go."
    She jerked away from him at the knock on the door, feeling as if they'd been caught doing something naughty.  He laughed.  "We're married now."
    "I know.  I'll get used to it."  She opened the door, and both girls were standing waiting for her. 
    "Get your purse," Brooklyn told her.
    Ashley sighed, grabbing her purse and feeling like she was going to her doom.  Just as she was about to leave, Barrett grabbed her hand and caught her to him for one last searing kiss. 
    "Oh, get a room!" Brook complained.  "It's time to go."
    Ashley's eyes met Barrett's one last time before she headed for the door.  She didn't say she wished she was staying home again, but she did.  Oh, how she wished she was staying home.
    She followed the other girls out front and she got into the backseat of Kalee's car.  "I want it to be known I'm doing this under protest."
    Brook sighed.  "Get a grip.  You can ride Barrett all night when we get home.  For now, you're going to have fun."
    Ashley blushed as she settled back against the seat, buckling up.  "Where are we going anyway?"
    Brook turned around and looked at Ashley.  "We told you.  LaBare."
    "I don't know what that is!" Ashley protested.  It must be popular in the area for both of the girls to have automatically known what it was, though.
    Kalee looked at her in the rearview mirror.  "You'll have fun.  Don't worry.  We'll make sure of it."
    As they drove, Kalee asked the other two questions about themselves.  Ashley answered, feeling like she'd lived an incredibly sheltered life compared to the other two.  When they finally pulled up in front of a small building in Dallas, they got out as Kalee arranged for valet parking. 
    Ashley sucked in a surprised breath as they walked inside.  "No way!  I don't belong here!"  The small room they were in held nothing crazy, but the posters on the wall around the desk made it clear what kind of place this was. 
    Brook rolled her eyes.  "We're paying for her, because she's the bride."
    The woman nodded, taking money from Kalee and Brooklyn.  Kalee handed Ashley an envelope.  "Tip money."
    Ashley opened the envelope and saw a stack of one dollar bills.  "Barrett wouldn't be happy if he knew I was here."
    Brooklyn laughed.  "Barrett would be shocked if he thought we took you anywhere else.  This is the place to go in North Texas for