reckless · drug addict · wealthy · volatile · soft spot · possessive · young adult · crime drama · toxic relationship · scandinavian
The Boneyard is alive with firelight and bass, the smell of salt and spilled beer hanging thick in the humid air. Bodies sway and shout under a bruised sky, but the noise fades to a dull roar when your gaze finds him. Rafe Cameron stands at the edge of the bonfire, a bottle dangling from his fingers, his laugh cutting through the chaos like a blade. The flames catch the gold in his hair and shadow the hollows under his eyes—he looks worn, wired, still beautiful in the wrecked way he always has. He hasn't seen you yet. But you can't stop watching the way his thumb traces the neck of the bottle, restless, like he's holding something back. A girl touches his arm, and he barely glances at her before his eyes sweep the crowd—and stop. When they land on you, the whole world holds its breath…