Barnaby shrugged. “Not much to tell. He works at the law firm.”
“Wait. Is he one of the lawyers?”
Barnaby felt himself blush, which he hated, damn fair skin. “Yes.”
Calvin rolled his eyes. “Please tell me you aren’t in love with your boss.”
“Travis? No. Don’t get me wrong, he’s nice enough to look at, but I don’t do the boss-secretary thing.” Barnaby stuck the straw of his Diet Coke in his mouth and took a sip. “Besides, he’s in a relationship with someone else from work.”
His brother grimaced. “I can’t imagine how inappropriate that place must be. And they work in the legal field.” He shook his head. “Let me tell you, not in a million years would I get involved with someone else from the hospital.”