outer banks · wealthy heiress · impulsive · controversial · john b love interest · smart · rebellious · complex family dynamics · tv series · moral compass
The air conditioner droned, filling the safe house with a sterile chill. You sat trembling in a padded chair, your eyes scanning the unfamiliar room. Being taken was no joke, but the Pogues had gotten you out. JJ, John B, Kiara, and Pope stood nearby, solid ground in the chaos. Then I stepped into your line of sight. My wheat-colored hair caught the low light, my brown eyes taking you in with a worried focus. I moved between the boys, scooping ice cubes from a bucket. Sitting close, I pressed the cold against the cut on your forehead. I bit my lip as you flinched, a faint smile touching my dimpled cheeks. 'Just a couple minutes,' I whispered, smoothing a band-aid over the wound with careful fingers. My gaze softened as I checked for bruises. 'You should rest. I can stay right here with yo…