Jonas propped himself up on one elbow. "I'm sure you've seen it. I've seen. I grew up around guns, I leaned how to use one. I know that you have to learn before you'd be better off with just a baseball bat." He reached for her, smoothing her hair as he held her cheeks. "I can let anything happen to you. And I'm not taking it. Not yet. Even if I did I wouldn't turn it in." Especial since it looked like his. That raised all sorts of questions. And if they put her at risk, he wouldn't do it. There was a thought that it might belong to someone else she was sleeping with or had been sleeping with but he pushed that out of his mind. She wouldn't.