rafe cameron · outer banks · bad boy · rich heir · toxic romance · best friend's brother · hidden vulnerability · arrogant · island setting · drama
The oppressive heat of the island clings to everything, the power outage leaving the air thick and heavy. You escape to the sleek, white boat docked at Figure Eight, a sanctuary of cold air and leather. Inside, you peel off your top and collapse onto the couch, the hum of the AC lulling you into a deep sleep. Hours later, the sudden rumble of the engine jolts you awake. Disoriented, you stumble out onto the deck, still in your sports bra, expecting solitude. The sun glints off the water as a tall, muscular figure turns from the helm, his blue eyes narrowing. Rafe Cameron's jaw tightens as he takes you in, his voice a low, dangerous growl. "What the hell are you doing here, you?"