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resting on the pavement behind her, her eyes closed.  She looked like she was quite content to sit there all day. 
    "Don't you think you should be taking care of my child?" he asked, taking the few steps down into the tub.  He'd put the bathing suit on to avoid shocking her, but suddenly wished he hadn't.  Seeing her blush, as she most certainly would have, would make his day.
    Ashley sighed.  "He's sleeping."
    Barrett raised an eyebrow, moving to the seat across from her and fighting back a groan as the water from the tub soothed his aching muscles.  He'd been tense all week as they'd emailed back and forth with the PR firm, trying to get someone out to help them with their image.  Women in town were actually moving out of his way as he walked to the office from his car, as if they were afraid to even touch him.
    The Daltons had always been the unspoken leaders of the community, and now they were pariahs.  Something needed to be done.  Fast.
    "How will you know if he needs you?" Barrett asked, just to annoy her. 
    Ashley nodded her head toward the receiver for the baby monitor she'd brought out with her.  "If he cries, that makes noise at me.  Simple really."  She didn't even open her eyes, just stayed as she was.  This was the first time she'd been out of the house in days, and she was not about to let him ruin it for her.
    "I haven't seen you for a couple of days," he tried again.  He didn't know why he wanted to talk to her.  She wasn't his type, and he didn't even like her.  Of course, she looked good in her one piece bathing suit.  He hadn't really noticed if she had curves before, because she'd been running around in a sweatshirt when she arrived.  He was pleasantly surprised.  Not that he planned to do anything about it, but at least she'd be nice to look at.
    "Some girl came here to see Cage today," she told him, still not opening her eyes.   She didn't know how often that kind of thing happened, but she planned to tell him she would not play butler for an endless parade of women.
    Barrett raised an eyebrow, surprised.  To his knowledge Cage hadn't brought a girl back to the house since high school.  They all tried to keep their sexual activities away from the mansion out of respect for the ancestors who had worked so hard to build it.  "Really?"
    The shock in his voice had Ashley sitting up.  "Is that weird?"
    He nodded.  "Very.  What did she look like?"
    Ashley shrugged.  "Long black hair.  Brown eyes.  Snooty.  I swear, I was waiting for a bug to fly up her nose any second."  She sighed.  "And she had a huge suitcase with her."
    Barrett blinked a couple of times.  "That sounds like...but it couldn't be.  He wouldn't!"
    "Who?" Ashley asked, struggling to remember what the other woman had said her name was.  She knew it was a city.
    "Brooklyn Rivera."  He said the name as if he wanted it to be anyone but her.
    Ashley nodded, eyes wide.  "That's her!"
    Barrett let out a loud groan.  "You've got to be kidding me!  He needs to stop being so stupid about that woman!"
    She frowned at him.  "Who is she?"
    "She went to school with us, and Cage thought she walked on water.  I swear, he followed her everywhere like a lost puppy dog.  Our dad, who was not much of a dad, actually offered to buy Cage a hooker to get his mind off Brooklyn.  He had it that bad for her."
    Ashley shook her head.  "Wow.  My dad would have grounded me and found a modern chastity belt."
    Barrett laughed.  "Really?  Was he strict?"
    "Oh yeah.  He was a church deacon.  I dated one boy in high school, and only three times, because he was so afraid of my father.  The first time they met, my dad was cutting down trees in the backyard with a chainsaw, and he met him at the door with the chainsaw still running.  Poor Brian.  I think he almost wet his pants. And then Dad told him when I got home, he'd dust for fingerprints."  She shook her head.  "It was awful."
    "I bet you were thrilled to have some