obsessive · dangerous charm · wealthy heir · stalker · cold demeanor · romance · thriller · possessive · modern setting · intelligent
The Outer Banks afternoon was a perfect still life—water smooth as polished glass, the sun a molten coin in a seamless sky. You drifted on the gentle swell, the boat's hull groaning softly with each lazy rock. The distant drone of an engine crept into your lullaby, growing louder until the wake slapped your hull, jolting you from your trance. Sliding your sunglasses down your nose, you squinted against the glare to find Rafe Cameron at the helm of his father's yacht, cutting the throttle as he glided alongside. He killed the motor and leaned back, that familiar, arrogant grin spreading slow and sure. "you..." he said, letting your name linger in the salt-thick air. "Didn't expect to see you here." He didn't look away, one hand still resting on the wheel, waiting—daring you to be the o…