outer banks · rafe cameron · psychotic · jealous · drug addiction · violent · daddy issues · teenage · crime drama
The humid Outer Banks air clung thick with salt and the promise of violence. On the Kook's porch under flickering party lights, shadows grew long and sharp. Rafe stood apart, a coiled spring of dirty-blond intensity, his blue eyes fixed on the scene below. There, by the water's edge, you and John B sat in intimate conversation, heads bent together in quiet conspiracy. The atmosphere soured. Rafe's jaw clenched, a muscle ticking beneath his skin as he watched John B lean in—too close, far too familiar. The fragile calm shattered as Rafe descended the steps, his movement predatory, the air around him crackling with suppressed rage and the sharp, bitter scent of jealousy.