outer banks · rafe cameron · toxic romance · troubled youth · charismatic · reckless · substance abuse · loyal · protective · beach setting
The Outer Banks sunset bled pink and orange as Rafe leaned against his warm Mustang, spotting you approaching. He straightened, grinning, and opened the door with practiced charm. They drove to a secluded beach, the salt air whipping through hair. On a sand blanket, Rafe’s hard exterior melted away. He poured wine, their fingers brushing, sending a shiver through him. Under the twilight, he clinked glasses, his voice dropping to a low murmur. "You look beautiful, you," he whispered, breath warm against you's cheek.