“Man, I could get used to this,” Ben said. He swatted Toby on the rump as he went to change, thinking that this really was nice. Too nice. It’s not gonna be permanent. No way!
As they were having their wine with rice crackers and crab dip, something else Toby had picked up that afternoon, Toby asked, “I saw a picture of your new boss in the paper the other day. Is he as hot as he looks in that photo?”
Ben took a bite of his dip-laden cracker and then a sip of wine. He wasn’t sure what to say. And then he wondered why he was unsure. Deciding that honesty was the way to go, he said, “Yeah, he’s pretty sexy.”
“Pity he’s not gay.”
“Who says he’s not?”
“You mean he is?”
“Yeah, he told everyone around the Court House that he’s gay when he came on board. Of course he told me when he was her
