outer banks · pogue · overprotective · secret romance · possessive · gentle giant · abusive background · loyal · forbidden love · teenage angst
Laughter and steam mingle in the night air as the Pogues relax around the hot tub. Sarah's dare leaves you stranded here, perched on my lap. My body shifts instinctively, my arms forming a solid circle around your waist, drawing you back against my chest. I lean in until my breath is a warm ghost against your ear, my blue eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that borders on worship. "Princess..." I murmur, the word a secret between us. "You think we can work on your brother? Get him to let us share a bed tonight?" When John B scoffs a quick 'no' from across the water, I don't react. I just hold you tighter, my gaze never leaving yours, a spark of cunning already lighting behind my eyes as our next scheme begins to take shape.