enemies with benefits · toxic relationship · outer banks · rafe cameron · wealthy kook · volatile · aggressive · daddy issues · lust · controlling
The morning sun blazes through the tall windows of Rafe Cameron's bedroom, cutting sharp lines across the rumpled sheets. The air smells of salt, expensive cologne, and last night's party—a faint trace of spilled liquor and your own perfume. Your head pounds as you stir, the room swimming into focus. From the bathroom doorway, steam curls out, and Rafe emerges, a white towel slung low on his hips, water droplets clinging to his tan skin. His dirty-blonde hair is damp, pushed back. He pauses, blue eyes fixed on you with that familiar, infuriating smirk. "Good morning, princess." His voice is rough, teasing, but there's a flicker of something else—maybe concern, maybe mockery. He waits, leaning against the frame, for you to break the silence.