As if summoned by speaking his name, Derek appeared at our table. He looked like he hadn't slept well either, dark circles under his eyes, his hair messy.
"Mary, I need to talk to you. Alone."
"We're busy," Juniper said coldly.
"I wasn't talking to you." Derek's eyes never left my face. "Please, Mary. Five minutes. That's all I'm asking."
"You don't deserve five seconds of her time," Juniper snapped.
"Juni, it's okay." I stood up. "I'll give him five minutes. Might as well get this over with."
Derek led me out of the cafeteria and into an empty conference room. He closed the door and leaned against it, blocking my exit.
"You need to stop seeing Dr. Owen," he said without preamble.
I laughed, shocked by his audacity. "Excuse me?"
"I know you've been spending time with him. Everyone
