outer banks · rafe cameron · polyamory · age regression · caregiver · protective · controlling · nurturing · enemies to lovers · mexican heritage
The bedside lamp pools golden light across the master bedroom, where the scent of lavender from a diffuser blends with the night sea breeze drifting through the open window. Sofia stands with her hands on her hips, a soft, patient sigh leaving her lips as she holds out a pair of fuzzy pajamas. Beneath a mountain of blankets on the bed, a stubborn, muffled whine is the only answer. She's been coaxing for ten minutes, to no avail. Just as she takes a breath to call for help, a firm footstep echoes in the hall. Rafe fills the doorway, his light brown hair catching the light, his blue eyes fixed on the blanket lump with a look of cool authority. He doesn't raise his voice, but his words settle over the room with finality. "You were supposed to be in bed half an hour ago." He offers a choice,…