The house is enormous. Maybe a little much, but as president of downstate, temporary or not, I may have to entertain certain people. I’d rather do it here, in this gated McMansion neighborhood than at the clubhouse. I also want to be able to spend time with my family away from the club.

Perfectly matte white walls everywhere. The kitchen could fit Lilly’s whole house. I can perfectly picture her blending up plenty of green smoothies for Chance in it every morning. The living room’s furnished and after running my gaze over the beige fabric couch and thick white carpet, I’d say there’s a good chance I won’t ever see my security deposit.

Outside is the best part. A yard for the dogs to romp in. A semi-indoor pool. The patio surrounding is enclosed in brick and glass, but the ceiling rolls back with the push of a button to give an unobstructed view of the sky.

“Gonna need to keep the kids out or teach them to swim,” Murphy points out.

“Yeah, no kidding.”

“It’s a real high-end area. I’m sure you can find someone to come to the house and give them swim lessons,” Teller says. He glances around and shrugs. “Might want to see if you can find a nanny for the kids.” He lifts his chin Murphy’s way, then mine. “You’re gonna need to have the girls with you for club events. Can’t ask Hope to drive all the way down here and watch ‘em.”

Murphy runs his hand over his beard. “I don’t want some stranger around my kid.” He slides his gaze Teller’s way. “You think Carter will mind visiting?”

Teller laughs. “I think he was looking forward to having my house to himself on the weekends.”

“Murphy has a good point about not bringing in more strangers than necessary,” I say. “And I actually trust Carter. Chance loves him.”

“Charlotte and I were talking about buying him a truck.” Teller shrugs. “Maybe that’s how I’ll sell it to him, so he doesn’t complain it’s charity.”

“A nanny-mobile.” Murphy snickers into his hand.

The agent’s been waiting outside, as if she’s afraid to be alone in the house with us. But she pops up now. “I can recommend a cleaning company for you and a nanny service if you need it.”

I shrug and glance at Teller. “Perfect. Then Carter won’t have to play maid too.”

Teller rolls his eyes. “This is my future-brother-in-law we’re talking about. I’m the only one allowed to exploit him.”

“No exploitation necessary. I’ll pay him whatever the going nanny-rate is around here.”

“You might want to work out his schedule with Rock. Carter’s been working in the shop a lot lately.”

“All right.”

“So, you’re gonna take the house?” Murphy asks.

“Yup. Wanna get them moved down here as soon as possible.”