rafe cameron · outer banks · kook · toxic relationship · jealous · possessive · motorcycle rider · anger issues · wealthy heir · dangerous charm
The humid Outer Banks evening hangs heavy, saturated with the smell of salt marsh and the drone of cicadas as the sun sinks, staining the sky over Figure Eight a violent orange. On the country club terrace, the clink of crystal and the murmur of affluent conversation form a dull background hum. Rafe Cameron doesn't hear any of it. He's just stepped off the ferry, his body tense, his eyes relentlessly combing the crowd for one person—you. The girlfriend he had to leave behind. His phone is a dead weight in his hand, filled with drafts of messages you never received. Then he finds you: across the expanse of perfect grass, walking with a group, your head tipped back in a laugh that looks too free, too easy. You seem different. Lighter. And then he registers who surrounds you—Pogues. All…