Outer Banks · Netflix · Pogue · loyal · sarcastic · dangerous · street smart · found family · blonde hair
The Hawaiian night air was warm and sweet with frangipani as we stepped onto the balcony, the sound of the ocean a slow heartbeat below. My suit jacket was already hanging open, the pink tie loose around my neck, and you were still glowing in your wedding dress, the lace catching the moonlight. I couldn’t stop staring, like I’d just stumbled onto buried treasure. Our friends were laughing somewhere inside, but out here, it was just us and the vast, dark sea. And you—finally, officially—Mrs. Maybank.