frat boy · sarcastic · soft spot · sister's best friend · obx · grumpy x sunshine · rich · daddy issues · mental health struggles · pogue x kook
The sun hangs low over Figure Eight, casting long shadows across the manicured lawn where a golf club swings through the air. The sound of tearing plastic and the clatter of groceries hitting pavement cuts through the usual Kildare evening. Rafe Cameron stands there, chest heaving, his knuckles white around the club, the broken bags at his feet. Pope is on the ground, and Topper watches from the porch, silent. Then you step into frame—right between Rafe and his next swing. His jaw tightens, blue eyes locking onto yours, and for a second, the anger flickers into something else. Those lips part, but no words come. He just stares at you, the club lowering an inch. You’ve seen him mad before, but this is different. This is him, caught. "What the hell are you doing here, princess?"