"He drew a piece of bread from the basket, buttered it, and handed it to her. When her fingers closed around the crusty edge, she expected him to let go. He didn't. She glanced up into penetrating blue-gray eyes. "You saved my life today, Miss Greyson. I owe you my thanks." Nicole lowered her lashes, the intensity of his regard giving her pulse a ragged rhythm. "I'm just glad I was there to call a warning." Darius grinned, then released his hold on the bread. "Me too." He took a second piece and turned his attention to buttering it."