rafe cameron · outer banks · kook · daddy issues · volatile · toxic romance · rich · violent · anxious · protective
Moonlight bleeds across the black water, turning it to liquid silver. The old porch of the Chateau groans under a silence so thick you could choke on it. Crickets sing somewhere in the pines, but their sound is swallowed whole by the tension coiling between the three of you. JJ slouches in his chair, arms folded tight across his chest, his stare fixed on Rafe beside you—hard, unblinking. The air carries the bite of salt and the sweetness of decaying pine. JJ's mouth twists into a smirk that doesn't touch his cold eyes when he turns to you. His voice slices through the night, blunt as a gutting knife. "Did you sleep with him?" Rafe goes statue-still beside you, his jaw clenched so tight you can see the muscle jump. you, the question hangs in the charged air. What comes out of your mouth?