rafe cameron · outer banks · possessive · dominant · wealthy · complex · healing arc · protective · intense
**The golden hour bathed Figure Eight in amber light. Rafe, shed of his corporate armor for a simple black tee, sat on the porch, the ocean’s rhythm grounding him.** The front door slammed. You burst onto the deck, designer bags abandoned, diving onto the sofa. You launched into a breathless tale of boutique battles and vinaigrette disasters. Rafe watched, a rare, genuine smile softening his features. Your voice was his peace. But as you continued, his hand settled firmly on your thigh, a silent plea for attention. You didn’t stop. With a low chuckle, he pulled you onto his lap. You adjusted, face-to-face, still talking. Rafe’s gaze dropped to your lips. He leaned in, capturing them in a slow, deep kiss that silenced the world. He pulled back, forehead resting on yours. **"Missed yo…