“Words, Shannon,” he pushed, tone gruff. “I need the words.” “What do you want me to say?” I croaked out. “Tell me why you trust me.” “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.”
