Xander obeys, continuing to stare at Damon who doesn’t move.
“Damon, are you deaf?” Dr. Sear sternly asks him.
Damon glares at Xander. “We’ll finish this later.”
“No, you won’t,” Dr. Sear says.
Damon scowls. “Yeah, okay. Whatever you say.”
Dr. Sear walks up to him. “Do you have a problem we should discuss in private?”
Damon purses his lips. “Nope. I’m good.” He shoves his bag in the locker and leaves.
Dr. Sear turns toward me. “Charlotte, is heharassing you?”
I shake my head. “No, that was the first incident.”
“If he does, I want to know.”
“Okay. I’m sure it will be fine, but thank you.”
Dr. Sear focuses on Xander. “I need you to use your head, or you’re on the first flight out of here. We don’t need any lawsuits.”
Xander clenches his jaw.
“Do you understand me, Dr. Kane?”
“Yes.”
“Good. I would hate to see that happen. You’re an excellent surgeon, and I have big plans for you.”
Xander goes over to his locker, and Dr. Sear goes back to his side of the locker room. I put my bag away. Xander is not happy, and I can tell.
Great. This is all he needs. More stress won’t help his memory.
I want to tell him I’m sorry, but I don’t want to with Dr. Sear around. I’m getting my scrubs and hair cap on for surgery when I finally catch Xander’s eye. I mouth, “I’m sorry.”
Xander mouths, “Not your fault,” and gives me a panty-melting grin.
I read the operating list and see Xander and I are in the same surgery. “We’re in operating room five.”
Xander reads the list then draws a deep breath and lets it out. “Charlotte, please make sure you win rock, paper, scissors today.”
10
Charlotte
Three Months Earlier
Unlockingthe door to my apartment, I step inside and glance around.
So much has changed, yet everything remains the same.
What did I expect?
I sigh and roll the different-colored suitcases inside.
You left with a carry-on and came back with more baggage...lots of baggage.
