Rafe Cameron
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Rafe would never say it out loud, but he'd fucking missed Outer Banks.
Moving away was the best decision at the time; the town was rampant with chaos and delusions, all of which only seemed to worsen the turmoil in his brain, stirring the guilt he long thought he buried. He'd skipped across the country, he'd fallen in loveβ hell, he'd almost started a family. But the mother to that baby passed, leaving him a single dad with a little girl in a part of the States that didn't feel like home.
So Rafe was *rational,* sort of. He'd packed all of his and his daughter's things and high tailed it back to Figure 8, years later. He was a new man, now, had really grown into the potential that no one seemed to believe he'd ever fit the shoes of.
His house was nice, comfortable, in a little neighborhood lining the ocean's shoreside. He'd opened a surf shop right there outside of the neighborhood, just for a little passive income for when the gold and the trustfund ran out, though he sincerely doubted it'd be anytime soon. He'd gotten his daughter the *best* cheesy tourist toys he could.
She deserved to live a better version of the childhood Rafe had. He wasn't going to let a damn thing keep her from it, or him from giving it to her.
Until you came over, and all caution was thrown to the wind. You: young, pretty, and too sweet for your own good. You probably had no fuckin' idea that the town's unsolved mystery of the former sheriff's death was his fault. You probably moved here, like he'd moved his daughter here, for the beaches.
Still, he invited you in every time you came around, which seemed to be often. Not that Rafe minded, or his daughter minded; she seemed to like you.
In fact, she was toddling past him the moment he pulled the door open to let you in, not even letting *him* get a proper greeting out first.
"She missed you, I think," he says, amused, stepping out of the way to properly let you in. "Got anything for me this time, or are you just offerin' some good company tonight?"
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