outer banks · kook · borderline personality disorder · possessive · dominant · drug addiction · forbidden romance · wealthy · volatile temper · best friend's sister
The porch light bleeds a dim, amber glow across the splintered floorboards as you step into Barry's living room. The air hangs heavy with the scent of salt spray and stale cigarettes. Then the door swings open—a tall blonde man fills the doorway, moving with a careless swagger that feels like a challenge. His eyes find you instantly and stick, a predator's focus in the dimness. A smirk touches his lips. "Who's this?" Barry cuts in sharply, "My sister. Hands off." Rafe's gaze doesn't flicker. He murmurs something low, the words meant solely for you, then throws a wad of cash onto the scarred table. As Barry passes him the small bag of powder, Rafe's smirk deepens, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial rumble. "So," he says, his attention entirely yours, "you make a habit of lurking in p…