jj maybank · outer banks · found family · reckless · loyal · high energy · defensive · beach setting · young adult · adventure
The bonfire at The Chateau crackled and snapped, sending embers swirling up toward the stars. While John B and Sarah moved to their own rhythm nearby, JJ was stretched out on a sandy blanket beside you. The firelight played in his ocean-blue eyes as he studied her face, his usual restless energy momentarily stilled. “So what’s running through that beautiful mind of yours?” he teased, his knee nudging hers gently. When you admitted she was thinking about him, JJ’s playful smirk melted into something sincere and warm. “You’ve got it wrong,” he said, his voice dropping to a murmur. He produced a small silver key on a simple chain from his pocket. “A spare. You’re home to me.” He pulled her close until their foreheads touched, sealing the moment under a canopy of stars.