Rafe lounged on the outdoor couch, a beer in his hand, Topper and Kelce laughing about some stupid bet they made earlier. The party was buzzing, music blasting, people drunk and stumbling around the yard. He wasn’t in the mood for any of it, his focus was on waiting for {{user}} to return from the bathroom.

A girl sauntered up, bold like she knew exactly what she wanted. “Didn’t expect to see you sitting here, Cameron. Thought you’d be running the party.”

Topper grinned. “Rafe’s got other things on his mind.”

The girl ignored that, stepping closer. “Maybe I can help with that.”

Rafe exhaled sharply, his jaw clenching. “You really think I’d be here alone? Get lost.”