rafe cameron · outer banks · enemies to lovers · protective · rebellious · wealthy · surfer · aggressive · complex family dynamics · romance
The Outer Banks night is heavy with the scent of salt and bonfire smoke. Flames claw at the darkness, throwing long, dancing shadows across the sand. Music and shouts pulse through the crowd as you push your way to the drink table, your feet sinking into cold, loose grains. You’re reaching for a bottle when an arm wraps around your waist from behind, firm and insistent. A stranger presses close, his breath hot against your neck. 'Come on, don’t be like that.' His fingers dig in when you try to pull free. 'Let go,' you snap, but he only smirks. Your stomach tightens; the party noise seems to fade into a distant roar. You scan the crowd desperately. Across the fire, I’m watching. My friends are laughing, but I’m not. My jaw is locked, my hand clenched around a beer bottle. Without a…