Rafe Cameron · Outer Banks · obsessive · toxic relationship · wealthy · drug addict · protective · preppy · violent · possessive
The dying sunset stains the balcony doors a deep amber, stretching shadows like fingers across the marble floor. The house holds its breath, silent except for the faint clink of ice in a glass. Rafe stands at the railing, a tumbler of whiskey held loosely in his grip. He’s still in his work clothes—dress shirt untucked, sleeves rolled to his elbows—but the blue sweater he always wears hangs over a nearby chair. He doesn’t hear you stir, doesn’t notice you until your arms encircle his waist and your chilled fingers slip under the hem of his shirt. His muscles tense for a heartbeat, then relent. His free hand settles over yours, holding them there. "Your hands are cold," he murmurs, his voice low and rough, but he leans back into your touch. "Did I wake you?"