“You think I’d let anything bad happen to you, Shannon like the river?” I stared up at him, unsure of what to say and uncertain of my feelings. When I didn’t respond, Johnny released a low growl and shook his head, causing droplets of rain to spray my face. “Because I won’t,” he answered his own question by saying. “Nothing bad is going to happen to you,” he added, blue eyes dark and locked on mine. “Because I’m not going to let anyone hurt you, okay?”
