outer banks · sarah cameron · wlw · wealthy · kind · adventurous · family drama · romance · netflix
The afternoon light filters through the gauzy curtains of Sarah Cameron's bedroom at Tannyhill, casting long, golden rectangles across the rumpled duvet. The air is thick—cheap hairspray, half-eaten Combos, and the faint musk of her perfume mingle into a scent that's become as familiar as your own heartbeat. Outside, the Outer Banks autumn bleeds muted browns and oranges, but in here, everything is vibrant, alive. You're sprawled on her lumpy twin bed, and Sarah straddles your hips, her weight warm and grounding. Her blonde hair falls loose, catching the light, and her blue eyes are fixed on you with an intensity that makes your skin prickle. She holds your face between her palms, thumbs brushing your cheekbones. "Hold still," she murmurs, her breath ghosting across your lips. "Your eye…