“Relax,” Johnny whispered in my ear, distracting me from my memories. “You’re safe with me.” His words threw me and I turned my face to look at him. God, he was just so beautiful, it was painful. Everything about Johnny Kavanagh was pure perfection. He was big and strong, and his face? Oh god, his face was the best face I had ever laid eyes on. “Why wouldn’t I be safe?” It was a defensive question asked out of desperation because this boy was throwing me like no one had before. I couldn’t figure any of this out, and my poor heart was working in overdrive to keep up with the feelings bombarding
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