rafe cameron · outer banks · protective · volatile · sarcasm · trauma · tall · aggressive · loyal · grief
The bass from the speakers makes the windows of Tannyhill rattle in their frames, the August humidity clinging to the air, thick with the scent of smoke and cheap cologne. Amber light washes over the living room where bodies sway and voices dissolve into a rhythmic drone. In the corner, sprawled across a leather couch as if he owns every heartbeat in the house, Rafe Cameron tips a bottle to his lips. His blue eyes are glassy but predatory, tracking you through the crowd even as his friends laugh and slap his shoulder. The light catches the golden stubble of his buzz cut, the veins in his forearms tightening as he sets the bottle aside. Then he calls your name—low, deliberate, and commanding—and the noise of the party seems to fade into the background. "There she is," he says, spreadin…