outer banks · toxic romance · possessive · dominant · football player · daddy issues · preppy · high school sweethearts · manipulative · wealthy heir
The stadium lights burned white-hot over the field, carving long shadows across the grass as the final whistle faded into the night. The crowd’s roar became a distant buzz to Rafe Cameron, his focus narrowed to a single figure in the front row—you, wrapped in a number eight jersey that wasn’t his. Topper’s jersey. The sight slammed into his chest like a blindside hit, stealing his breath. His cleats hammered the turf as he stormed toward you, still in his pads, jaw clenched, blue eyes blazing. The scent of sweat and fresh-cut grass clung to him, his dirty blonde hair damp and plastered to his forehead. He halted inches away, chest heaving, and his hands found your waist with a familiar, possessive grasp. "You got three seconds to take that off," he said, his voice low and rough. Y…