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

elevators.  She stopped and looked at one of the slot machines that had one of her favorite old TV shows on it.  She'd never played a slot machine, or really even seen one close up before.  "I thought they would all have sevens and cherries on them."
    He laughed.  "You've never played a slot machine?"  He didn't want to waste time in the casino when they could be making love, but he fished out his wallet, handing her a hundred dollar bill.   "Go for it."  He couldn't let her go to Vegas for the first time without at least playing one slot machine.
    She blinked at the cash.  "No, I wasn't asking for money."  All at once it occurred to her that she was married to a billionaire.  How on earth had that happened?  She hoped he knew she had no desire for his money.
    He saw the confusion on her face.  "I won't miss it.  Sit down and play."  He took another bill from his wallet and sat in an empty chair next to the machine she'd noticed.  "Just play 'til you're out of money.  No biggie."
    She looked at the cash in her hand, arguing with herself for a moment, before she slid into the chair beside him.  She carefully fed the money into the machine, trying to figure out what buttons to push. There were so many options! "What do I do?"
    He leaned over and pointed to 'max bet'.  "Just keep pushing that 'til you run out of money."
    She pushed the button, and watched as the pictures flew across the screen.  There were five of them, and they all matched for her.  A loud siren sounded and there was a light atop her machine that started blinking.
    He groaned.  "You would have to hit a jackpot the first time."  He was never going to get his wife into bed.  "How much did you win?"
    "I don't know.  How can I tell?" she asked.  Her eyes were round with surprise and excitement. 
    He leaned over and looked.  "Twenty-seven thousand.  We need to wait for an attendant."  Barrett hoped she wasn't going to hold him to his word.  He'd said she could play 'til she was out of money, but it would take a while to lose that much.
    After she'd been paid, she stared at the check in disbelief.  "I've never had this much money all at once in my life."
    He laughed.  "At least a third of that will be gone in taxes, so you're still not really holding that much."
    She poked him in the side, surprised at how hard his stomach was.  "Don't spoil it!"
    "Well, I told you that you could lose it all tonight.  Do you want to keep playing?"
    Ashley looked at him like he'd lost his mind.  "No, I think I'm done.  I'm not stupid enough to think I'll keep winning.  This is enough for me.  I can buy a car with this!"  She tucked the check into her purse and gripped his hand.  "Besides, I don't think this is where you were planning on spending our wedding night."
    Barrett breathed a sigh of relief, glad she understood what he was thinking.  "No, it's really not." He led her toward the elevators and pushed the button to go up.

Chapter Seven
     
     
    Once they were in the elevator, they were completely alone, so he pulled her to him, kissing her softly.  "I thought we'd never be alone."
    She laughed, her hands clutching his broad shoulders.  "I'm not sure if I'm glad we're alone or nervous, but it's one of those."
    The elevator stopped on their floor, and he walked to the right door, using the keycard to open it.  "Both?" he asked as he pulled her in and locked the door behind them.
    She bit her lip, suddenly more nervous than she'd realized.  "Do you mind if I get a quick bath?"
    He pushed her against the door, kissing her passionately, his body pressed up against hers.  "Now?"  Please let her mean after.
    She nodded.  "I'm sorry.  I'm just really nervous and a bath will calm me."
    He groaned, pushing away from her.  "Yeah, go for it.  I'm not trying to rush you."  It was a lie, and he knew she recognized that fact.
    "Yes, you are.  But I can understand why.  I'll make it quick."  Really she just wanted a really quick shower so