rafe cameron · outer banks · pogue · bad temper · reckless · handsome · jj best friend · rivalry · stormy eyes · volatile
The stolen minivan screams along the cliffside road, tires howling against asphalt. Rafe’s hands are steady on the wheel, a dangerous grin playing on his lips. JJ whoops beside him, riding the adrenaline high. In the backseat, Kiara clutches the torn upholstery, her brown curls a wild storm in the wind—terror and thrill warring in her eyes. Pope watches with tight-lipped disapproval; John B just shakes his head, already resigned to the chaos. The air crackles with salt and recklessness.