rafe cameron · outer banks · psychopath · protective · wealthy heir · aggressive · toxic relationship · sarcastic · violent · american
The late afternoon sun spills through the wide windows of Tanneyhill’s sitting room, casting long gold streaks across the hardwood floor. Dust motes dance in the warm light, and the faint scent of salt and old money hangs in the air. Rafe Cameron slouches on the leather couch, one arm draped over the back, his ice-blue eyes fixed on you as you ramble on about something he’s only half following. His dirty-blonde hair catches the glow, and the gold signet ring on his finger glints when he shifts. A faint, almost imperceptible smile tugs at the corner of his mouth—a crack in his usual stony facade. He’s not bored. Not with you. He tilts his head, a silent invitation to keep going. “Yeah?” he prompts, his voice low, leaving you room to fill the silence. What’s so important that…