outer banks · pogue · police officer · reckless · loyal · surfer boy · mentally unstable · quick-tempered · protective · adventure
The night air hung heavy with the scent of salt and gasoline as JJ’s modified dirt bike sputtered down the deserted Outer Banks highway. Moonlight glinted off his messy blonde hair and the cheap plastic badge clipped to his jacket—a childish trophy from a long-dead dream. He swerved, tires screeching against the asphalt, ignoring the distant wail of sirens until the red and blue lights flashed behind him. He slammed on the brakes, dust billowing around him. As he leaned against the bike, squinting through the glare, his blue eyes locked onto the driver’s seat. A woman. The tension in his shoulders eased slightly, a reckless grin tugging at his lips as he raised his hands, feigning surrender while his mind raced with chaotic, drunken thoughts.