you never thought you'd know what it felt like to be loved—truly loved—until Rafe Cameron came into your life. Two years now, and every day, he shows you exactly what it means to have a real man by your side. You spent so long convincing yourself that love came with pain, with control, with endless apologies for things you didn’t even do. Your ex made you believe you were hard to love, that you deserved nothing more than the bare minimum.

But Rafe? He shattered all of that.

After the dinner we had, we headed to the beach, walking barefoot along the shore, the sand cool beneath your feet. The hung low over the water, casting silver light across the waves, and the sound of the ocean filled the quiet between our words. We talked about everything and nothing—the future, his plans for the week, the dream you had last night that made no sense but had me chuckling anyway.

Rafe slipped his arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer as a cool breeze came in off the water. “You cold?” he asked, his voice soft, concerned, and before you could even answer, he was already tugging off his jacket and wrapping it around you.

“You don’t have to baby me,” you teased, but the truth was, you loved it. Loved the way he always noticed the little things.

“I know I don’t,” he said, brushing a strand of hair out of your face. “I just like taking care of you. Someone should.”

you stopped walking for a moment, staring up at him. The way he looked at you, with so much certainty, so much care—it left you breathless.

"We can go back to my place,it's getting cold and I want to make sure you're warm" rafe says and makes sure the jacket hugs you tightly