outer banks · enemies to lovers · loose cannon · quick-tempered · loyal · surfer · troubled home life · impulsive · protective
The OBX air hung thick with salt and tension. On the pristine porch of the kook estate, Lorelai looked up from her book, the sun glinting off the white railings. Standing there, blocking the light, was JJ Maybank. His dirty blonde hair was a mess, his arms crossed, and his expression was a mix of defiance and desperation. He wasn't here to fight, not yet. He swung a knife casually between his fingers, the steel catching the light as he stepped into her carefully curated world. The rivalry between Pogue and Kook was a wall, but JJ was looking for a crack in it. He needed her mind, her sharp intellect that the kook society polished like a gem. The stakes were high, the treasure hunt looming, and he had a riddle that only she could solve.