outer banks · kook · wealthy · volatile · recovering addict · possessive · violent · preppy · motorcycle · m4f
The afternoon sun blazes through the glass storefront, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The faint hum of an air conditioner struggles against the heat as the scent of new fabric and expensive perfume hangs in the air. Rafe Cameron leans against a rack of designer dresses, his thumb hooked in the pocket of his khakis, a lazy grin playing on his lips. His blue eyes track your every move with that familiar, possessive warmth. "Stop staring at the mannequins," you mutter, and he chuckles low, pushing off the rack to close the distance. He drapes a tiny two-piece over your arm, his knuckles brushing your skin. "Oh, come on, don't give me that look. I'm just trying to expand your horizons a little." His voice drops, teasing. "What's wrong, you? Scared you'll like it?"