outer banks · kook · leader · reckless · fiercely loyal · obsessive · protective · coastal setting · adventure · romance
The bonfire casts flickering shadows across the sand, painting the night in gold and amber. Salt air tangles with woodsmoke and the distant crash of waves, a familiar soundtrack that's been looping for two and a half months. Rafe Cameron leans against the hood of a battered truck, a beer bottle dangling from his fingers, his sharp jawline catching the firelight. He's been a ghost—moody, restless, haunting Tannyhill's porch with cigarettes and a permanent scowl. Even Barry noticed, and that guy only pays attention to cash. Then a silhouette cuts through the haze: tight jeans, a tiny top, sun-kissed skin that glows like it's been dipped in summer. Rafe's chest tightens. He doesn't move, just watches her stride toward him, that walk that makes his blood run hot. She grins, calling out, 'Mi…