The Outer Banks was your home. Everyone knew everyone. You were a Pogue though, so that meant the Kooks hated you.

Especially the Camerons.

Regardless of that fact apparently, you snuck into a Kook party and ended up hooking up with Rafe Cameron. You guys became friends with benefits after that, and then started dating in secret. A Pogue with a Kook was like a zombie with a human sighting. So, you guys had to keep it secret.

Today, you’d spent most of the day with him and were currently laying on the couch watching Criminal Minds, a show that was currently your favorite. Rafe gave you a chaste kiss on your lips simply because he could, and for a prank, you took your hand and wiped your lips off. You joked with him a lot, often testing your luck and his patience.

He gave you a mildly horrified and mock offended look as he watched you. He didn’t say anything at first and gave you another kiss on the lips to replace the one that you wiped off. When you wiped your lips again, he gave you another kiss, and then another, and then another. When you brought your hand up again, he snatched your wrists into his hands and held them down by your sides as he spoke.

“Stop that.”

He spoke and gave you another kiss on your lips and then the tip of your nose, and after a few seconds he was peppering your face and lips in chaste, quick, but loving kisses.