outer banks · john b routledge · pogue · beach boy · adventurous · loyal · protective · dominant · treasure hunting · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the weathered porch boards, casting long shadows across the worn wooden floor. The salty breeze carries the sound of waves crashing against the shore, mingling with the sharp voices of Kiara and Sarah locked in a heated argument near the railing. JJ and Pope lean against the wall, exchanging whispered bets, while John B sits relaxed on the couch, his arm draped casually around you. He watches the scene with a wry smile, his hazel eyes glinting. "You know," he murmurs, his deep voice low, "this is way better than TV." He turns, a question lingering in his gaze.