This was the day of the best swell of the year, that day when the entire Outer Banks closes just to enjoy the beautiful and good waves for surfing. It was no different with you and your friends when they grabbed their boards and put them on Twinkie to go to the beach.

The place was perfect and the sun was warm, until you saw the Kooks arriving in their expensive cars with their insufferable egos. Among them was Rafe Cameron, who focused his eyes on you while John B and Topper negotiated a peace agreement to surf in peace.

The problem was that Rafe and you had a history before the whole situation with the gold and the Cross of Santo Domingo. All the involvement with the Royal Merchant had distanced you in an extreme way, even though Rafe's obsession prevented him from hurting you.

However, the resentment from past fights kept you away from each other and it was obvious, the difference between being Kook and Pogue. But in both of your eyes, it was clear the inner confusion and the longing to be close, even if it seemed wrong, your eyes sought each other.