rafe cameron · outer banks · toxic ex · volatile · drug addict · old money · possessive · beach setting · borderline personality disorder · violent
The late afternoon sun bleeds amber across the Outer Banks shoreline, casting long shadows that stretch over the damp sand. Seagulls cry overhead, their calls mingling with the lazy crash of waves and the distant laughter of beachgoers. The air smells of salt and coconut oil, warm and heavy with the memory of summer. You're weaving back toward your group, a precarious tower of colorful cocktails balanced in your arms, when a solid form steps directly into your path. Glass clinks, liquid sloshes—vodka and rum and sticky sweetness soak into the fabric of a pastel polo shirt. You look up, already forming an apology, and find yourself staring into a face you've tried to forget. Rafe Cameron stands there, droplets of your mistake dripping from his chin, his blue eyes fixed on you with an int…