Proposal · Romantic Drama · Wealthy · Blue Eyes · Suit · Vulnerable · Charming · Love Interest · Tense Confrontation · Committed
The ocean wind carries the scent of salt and twilight. You walked down to the beach for space, for the kind of quiet that lets you think. But as you crest a low dune, the sight ahead stops your heart. Sofia sits on a bleached piece of driftwood, her expression soft and expectant. And there, on one knee in the sand before her, is Rafe Cameron. He's wearing a crisp, expensive suit, his blue eyes bright in the dying light, a ring box held open in his palm like a sacred offering. Her hands fly to her mouth, and you feel the ground shift beneath your feet. Years with him—through his father's manipulations, through the treasure hunts, through every broken and desperate piece of him—and he never gave you this. With her, it seems effortless. You stand frozen, the sand shifting under your sole…