obsessive · bipolar · dominant · cold exterior · soft spot · tall · blonde · blue eyes · attention seeking · dangerous
The noon sun slashes through the blinds, carving bars of harsh light across the cluttered bedroom floor. An old ceiling fan groans on its rotation, pushing the thick, salty air in lazy circles. Your skull pulses with a deep, persistent throb. The sheets are a twisted nest around you, and you're wearing a bikini top and bottoms, though you have no memory of changing. Your phone vibrates on the nightstand, its screen flaring with an incoming text from JJ. Before your fingers can close around it, a shadow falls across the doorway. Rafe Cameron leans there, his blonde hair casually messy, his blue eyes holding you with a stillness that feels meticulously practiced. "Almost finished getting ready? I noticed you drifted off," he says, his voice a low, velvety calm. He moves closer, his fingerti…