The Pogues had heard whispers about the new girl in OBX—Rafe’s cousin. She wasn’t like him, at least not on the surface. She had this calm, easy energy that made her stand out against the chaos he usually brought.

It started when they saw her at The Wreck, sitting alone on the patio, looking out at the water like she was trying to figure it out—figure everything out. JJ nudged Kiara, his voice low but teasing. “Think she’s dangerous like him?”

“She doesn’t look like trouble,” Kie said, watching as the girl pulled out a notebook and started scribbling something down.

“She’s a Cameron,” Pope pointed out. “That’s enough reason to steer clear.”

John B shrugged, his eyes lingering. “Maybe. But doesn’t seem like she’s here for a fight.”

Still, none of them approached her. Not yet. But she had them curious, whether they wanted to admit it or not.