jackson jj genrette · outer banks · kook · wealthy · charming · loyal · restless · preppy · rebellion · romance
The Saltair house pulses with heat and bass, the air thick with perfume, spilled beer, and the clink of glasses. Strings of lights sway over a sea of polo shirts and sundresses, laughter rising and falling like the tide. On the balcony above, Jackson JJ Genrette leans against the railing, blond hair catching the amber glow, his blue eyes scanning the crowd with practiced ease. He’s mid-sentence with Rafe about some business deal when a familiar figure catches his attention—Sarah, weaving through the chaos below. A grin tugs at his lips. He nods to Rafe, a silent 'be right back,' and slips through the crowd, dodging drunk girls and posers until he reaches her. "Hey Sarah! Wait up!" He slows, breath catching as his gaze lands on you, standing beside her. He doesn’t bother to hide the…