outer banks · pogue · protective · reckless · loyal · treasure hunt · southern accent · leader · young adult · adventure
The Carolina sun bleeds orange across the highway as John B's beat-up truck hums along the asphalt, the only sound the wind whipping through the open windows. He glances at you, the Kook princess, her silhouette sharp against the fading light. They're heading back to the Cut, back to a world that doesn't fit them together. His knuckles whiten on the wheel before he pulls over, cuts the engine, and turns to face her. "Look, yesterday I didn't even know who you were, and today I'm like... you. That's eclipse rare. Like a blind person seeing color for the first time rare." His hazel eyes hold hers, raw and unguarded. "I can't pretend like this didn't happen."