My eyes slid to meet Darius’s and there was a question in his gaze which had a blush rising to my cheeks. My attention fell on his mouth, and I couldn’t help but think about the passion of his kisses on my lips. Caleb shifted his hand higher, and my heart leapt as his knuckles knocked against Darius’s. I dropped my fork with a clatter and practically leapt out of my seat as a low, possessive growl left the back of Darius’s throat.
