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sexual freedom at college."
    "My roommate was my dad's best friend's daughter.  What is this thing you speak of?  Sexual freedom?  Does that really exist for some people?"
    He grinned.  "Well, I sure had more than my share of it."  Despite what the tabloids had said, he'd never been wild sexually, though.  His only one night stand ever had been with MaryBeth, Baby Dalton's mama, and he'd been mad at the world.  When she'd come on to him, he hadn't cared.  He'd regretted it the next morning, of course, but she'd ended up pregnant.  He'd used protection, but things could happen.  Didn't matter.  Dalton Dalton Dalton was his regardless.
    "You know, I always wondered what it would be like to flit around and kiss anyone I pleased."  She regretted the words as soon as they left her mouth.  He didn't need to get ideas.
    "Oh really?"  He raised an eyebrow and moved across the hot tub to sit beside her, his arm resting across her shoulders. 
    "I already kissed you," she said wrinkling her nose.  She pointed to the spot across the hot tub from her.  "Go back where you came from."
    "We only kissed once, and I was mad at you."  His free hand came down to trace her cheek with one finger.  "Let me show you what a real kiss feels like."
    She looked at him in surprise.  That had been the most intimate kiss of her life, and he didn't call it a real kiss?  What would a real kiss from him be like then?  She was almost afraid to find out.  "That's not a good idea.  I work for you."
    "Technically, Baby Dalton is your boss.  I'm just the boss's daddy."  He cupped her face with both hands.  "I'll leave my hands right here.  No touching, just kissing.  That work for you?"
    "I—" Her words were cut off by his lips brushing hers, softly and ever-so-sweetly. 
    He was true to his word, his mouth capturing hers, his tongue slowly invading her mouth, but his hands never moved from her cheeks. 
    Ashley let out a soft moan, feeling the tension building deep inside her.  So this was how a real kiss felt.  Too much of this, and she'd be begging the man to take her to his bed.  No wonder the Dalton men didn't have trouble with women.
    She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her body against his chest.  She needed to be closer to him. 
    A sound startled her from her focus on the kiss.  It sounded a little like a baby crying.  She jerked away.  "Baby Dalton needs me!"  She pulled away and climbed from the tub, grabbing the towel she'd laid across a lawn chair and running for the house. 
    Barrett watched her go, his eyes wide with surprise.  Kissing her had been a lot more eye-opening than he'd expected.  He shifted uncomfortably in the hot water, his swim trunks no longer big enough to contain his girth comfortably. 
    Finally, he got up and got out of the water, walking to the pool and plunging into the cold depths.  The water wouldn't be warm enough to swim in for another month, but at least it was a quick way to calm down before going back to the house.  He suddenly wanted to get to know his little nanny much better. 
     
    *****
     
    Ashley rushed into her room, closing the door behind her.  She would check the baby and see if she could leave him long enough to dress.  She didn't want to hold him with her wet swimsuit on.  He might catch a chill in the air conditioned house.
    Baby Dalton looked up at her from his bassinet, not really angry, just wanting some attention.  He kicked his feet and gurgled when he saw Ashley standing over him.
    She laughed, patting his cheek.  "I need five minutes to put some clothes on, and then I'm all yours, little man."  She hurried from the room to change, wanting to get him up before he got too frustrated.
    She pushed the kiss out of her mind.  She had a job to do.  That baby needed her a lot more than his daddy needed another notch on his bed post.
     
    *****
     
    When Barrett went back into the house, he found Ashley sitting in the rocking chair in her room