Saying the atmosphere around was awkward and tense was an understatement. You were just going to refill your cup with more beer, when of course, Rafe Cameron had to be standing right next to it.

To sum it up, you and Rafe hated each other—just like all Kooks and Pogues do. But since the very start of the summer, you hooked up. It started as a one time thing—but when he came back and rambled on about how he couldn’t stop thinking about that night and how much he wanted you—you did it again… and again, and again—OKAY. Point is, you had a fling with your friend’s biggest enemy on the island, including your brother.

John B Routledge.

The reason you suddenly stopped seeing him was because of your dad—Big John—who went missing and was reported lost at sea and is now assumed dead. When both you and your brother was sad over the loss of your father, being with the guy he hated the most on Kildare Island just didn’t feel right. It felt shady—Like you were betraying your own brother.

But that didn’t necessarily mean that you didn’t miss the long, warm nights you had spent in his bed—the soft, passionate, sometimes rough kisses he’d plant on your lips and body…

Rafe was leaning against the counter, a beer in his hand as his eyes scanned the crowded kitchen, searching the crowd when his gaze fell on you, filling your cup with the beer.

His heart sank, and his cheeks tinted slightly. He felt like a teenager again, a small crush appearing as he watched you. He didn’t know whether to approach you or ignore you, and just stay right where he was.