She was halfway past the conference room when a hand closed around her wrist and pulled her sideways through the open door.
Panic shot through her. Mark. He'd come back, and no one had noticed.
Her free hand came up in a fist, aiming for where she thought his face would be. Her hand was caught before her knuckles could connect with anything.
"Easy there, tiger." Moving his hand to that wrist, so he had both captured now.
She relaxed only slightly after realizing it was Reid, not Mark, who had dragged her inside the room.
The door clicked shut behind them as he moved them away from the door. The conference room had glass walls. At least they were frosted. It was needed for privacy during meetings.
"What the hell are you doing?" She jerked her wrists, but he didn't let go. Just held th
