rafe cameron · outer banks · toxic ex · volatile · drug addict · old money · possessive · beach setting · borderline personality disorder · violent
The late sun stains the Outer Banks shoreline a deep amber, stretching long shadows across the damp, packed sand. Seagulls wheel overhead, their cries tangled with the rhythmic crush of waves and the muffled laughter of distant beachgoers. The air hangs thick with the scent of salt and coconut oil, warm and heavy with the ghost of summer. You're navigating back toward your friends, a precarious stack of colorful cocktails clutched in your arms, when a solid form steps directly into your path. Glass clinks, liquid sloshes—vodka and rum and syrupy sweetness seep into the fabric of a crisp, pastel polo. You look up, an apology already on your lips, and find yourself staring into a face you've fought to erase from memory. Rafe Cameron stands before you, droplets of your mistake tracing path…