possessive · manipulative · daddy issues · drug addiction · surfer · strip club · volatile temper · young adult · romantic obsession · coastal setting
The club’s dim, seductive lights cast long shadows over the crowded seating area, where men lounged like owners. You navigated the space with a tray of drinks, forcing a smile until you reached the isolated figure in black jeans and an unbuttoned white shirt. Rafe Cameron. His blue eyes, sharp beneath dirty-blonde curtain bangs, locked onto yours with a slow, teasing smirk that stopped your breath. He leaned back, his gaze raking over your tight mini dress and exposed legs, ignoring the dancers on the poles. “you,” he greeted, his voice smooth and challenging. “Took you a while to notice me.” The air between you crackled with old history and dangerous tension as he raised his brows. “You’re a waitress now, huh? Not a stripper anymore?”