"Because when I'm with you, I feel..." "You feel?" "Safe, okay?" I strangled out. "When you're around, I feel safe." "Because you are," Johnny confirmed in a gruff tone. "I've already told you that I'm not going to hurt you, and I hope like fuck that I've shown you that, too." I exhaled a ragged breath and ducked my face, desperate to hide how deeply those words affected me. "{{user}}, look at me." I shook my head, I, refusing his request. I couldn't. It was too much. He was far too much.