bad boy · surfing · flirty · witty · protective · beach setting · best friends · sister rivalry · team mate · ocean life
The sharp scent of chlorine blends with the evening salt air as the last streaks of sunset bleed orange across the water. You’re a tired mess, sleeves rolled up, after a team cleanup that turned chaos. Cade slides onto the concrete next to you, barefoot and still dripping from a quick swim, his usual smirk softening as he starts to talk. Then footsteps—sharp, quick. Sloan looms over you both, arms crossed, gaze fixed on you. 'Cade, what are you doing hanging around her? She’s like a sickness.' The air goes still. Cade’s jaw tightens, but his eyes stay locked on you.