Dr. Wemer moves to block the door.
“Move,” Xander barks at him.
Dr. Wemer braces himself in the doorway. “Not the way to handle this. You two, come with me.”
“Get out of the way,” Xander seethes.
“No. Turn around right now and come with me,” Dr. Wemer instructs.
“Xander.” I cup his face, so he has to look at me.
His eyes are full of rage.
“Please. Don’t,” I beg him again.
He takes a deep breath. “Okay. But this ends now. You’re reporting all of this.”
“All right. Come with me.” I reach for his hand.
Xander sags. “Okay.”
Dr. Wemer pats him on the shoulder. “Good choice.”
“There better be consequences.”
Dr. Wemer starts down the hallway. “There will be. Let’s go.”
As we follow, I release Xander’s hand and fix my gaze ahead.
I assume we are going to HR, but Dr. Wemer takes us to Dr. Sear’s office.
Dr. Wemer knocks on the door. “Can we come in?”
Dr. Sear points to the table in his office. “Have a seat. What’s going on?” He closes his laptop. “Charlotte, you okay?”
I settle on the edge of a chair as Dr. Wemer says, “There’s been an incident.”
“Tell me you didn’t do something stupid,” Dr. Sear asks, his steely gaze on Xander who is sitting as well, as rigid as if a touch would shatter him into a thousand pieces.
“No, he didn’t,” Dr. Wemer asserts.
“Good. Tell me what happened.”
“Charlotte, go ahead,” Dr. Wemer orders.
Heat creeps up my neck. I’m not sure where to begin.
Xander scowls “I don’t know what happened today, but Damon has been harassing Charlotte. He’s upset she broke up with him.”
Dr. Sear cocks his head. “Charlotte, is this true?”
“Y-yes.”
“What is your role in this, Xander?” Dr. Sear asks Xander.
Xander doesn’t flinch. “I met Charlotte the weekend I came to interview for this position. She had broken up with him already, but he saw us together at a club.”
“You two kneweach other?”
