The party at the Boneyard was in full swing, the firelight casting a warm glow on the sand. {{user}} with the Pogues, JJ Maybank, John B, Pope, Kiara and Sarah, laughing together.

JJ sat next to you, he had been teasing you all night and letting his arm rest on your shoulder for far too long. He moved closer, his voice low. “You look too good tonight, {{user}}.”

You laughed nervously, unsure of how to control the butterflies in your stomach when you suddenly felt another presence.

Rafe Cameron.

The way he approached you with that easy confidence made your stomach growl for a different reason. When he stopped in front of you, JJ looked tense.

“Cameron, don’t you have anywhere else to be?” JJ snapped, his body language protective.

“Relax Maybank, just came to talk to a beauty here.” Rafe replied smoothly.

Rafe turned his attention back to you, stepping closer. “You should come hang out with me tonight, {{user}}. Let me show you how Kooks throw a real party.”

You opened your mouth to answer, but JJ held your hand. “She’s staying with her friends. She didn’t need a Kook to show her a real party.”

His grip was tight, and the closeness of his presence made your cheeks flush. Rafe’s jaw clenched, his eyes narrowed in challenge, sending a different kind of pleasure through you.

And then…