She scrambled out of bed, realizing almost too late she was naked. Her hands grabbed for the sheet, yanking it with her, wrapping it around herself as she stumbled backward away from him.
This couldn't be happening.
Reid sat up slowly, watching her, and his face gave away nothing. Just that same intense look he always had, the one that made her squirm.
Her heart was hammering so hard she could hear it in her ears.
"What are you doing here?" The words came out high and breathless. "What are you doing in Mark's bed?" Willow looked around. Was this some kind of sick joke? Was Mark somewhere in the apartment? No, he wouldn't do this to her. Surely.
He didn't answer right away. Just looked at her with those brown eyes. Brown, not blue. Brown with flecks of yellow that caught the morning li
