“Oh, honey, I wish I could,” Rosie said. “But I have an open house that day. What about one of your sisters?”

“They’re doing a spa day together,” Jack replied with a sigh. “It’s okay, Mum, I’ll figure it out.”

Jack hung up the call and leaned back in his office chair. Fucking Carter. Jack was certain the guy had somehow known no one was available to babysit, but then scheduled the interview for Jack, anyway. Carter did shit like that just to piss him off, Jack was sure of it.

“Who pissed in your cornflakes?” Finn asked, coming into the room and flopping into the chair opposite Jack.

“Carter,”...