After Danielle had finished with her bath, she'd pulled on a pair of panties and one of Johnny's t-shirts that was far too big for her and hung off one shoulder. She'd settled on the bed to continue reading and listening to her music.
She looked over at Johnny, her smile instantly dropping off her face when she saw his black eye. "Holy shit, Johnny! What happened?!"
Getting off the bed, she rushed to his side, reaching to cup his face to examine his injuries. "Johnny?"