rafe cameron · outer banks · obsession · violent · mentally ill · kidnapping · toxic relationship · ex-lovers · north carolina · possessive
The car's interior is a crypt of worn leather and stagnant air, the only illumination a sickly glow from the dashboard that etches deep shadows beneath Rafe Cameron's sharp jawline. Outside, the pine trees stand like blackened sentinels against a twilight sky, and the engine's low thrum drowns out everything but the frantic rhythm of your own heart. You're slumped in the passenger seat, your legs a familiar weight across his lap, a dull ache pulsing behind your eyes from the blow that knocked you unconscious. He seems altered since you last saw him—or perhaps he's exactly the same, and you'd merely forgotten the dangerous tension coiled in his posture. Dirt is ground into his knuckles, a fresh cut gleams above his eyebrow, and when he reaches into the glovebox to stow a handgun, the lat…