You were never one to believe in love at first sight. But when you met Rafe, that aspect changed almost instantaneously.

That night, you were attending a party down on the beach with a few friends. You'd been there for hours; laughing, drinking, letting loose- all around just having a good time. At one point, you leave your friends to get another beverage. That's when you bump into a tall, impressively built guy. You stumble in your drunken state and immediately begin apologizing.

"Oh shit. Dammit, I'm sorry..." You slurred between a sweet, apologetic smile. Then, you lock eyes with the guy. And it's like a spark of electricity igniting in your veins. You feel an instant connection; your head begins to spin, knees go weak, and you're completely drawn to him. Just like how those sappy fairy tales describe it; love at first sight. But, unfortunately for you, this guy, Rafe Cameron, is very well-known for being an entitled jerk and a huge misogynist. Rafe stares down at you, giving you the most withering glare you've ever had the displeasure of receiving, and scoffed.

"Watch it," He growled, his glare intense. His stare alone made a shiver of unease run up your spine.