Rafe Cameron Blurbs

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"Come on, let's go get a beer," Rafe encouraged as he held your hand. You shot him a warning glare, not wanting a fight to result from an interaction with the pogues, and he nodded. Normally all goes well when you're there to calm him down.

"We don't want any trouble," John B spoke when you two arrived at the keg.

"And neither do we. Just a beer for me and the little lady," Rafe smirked down at you as he poked fun at your height. You knew he loved it but he also liked to see you get slightly frustrated when he picked on you about it. John B smiled at you two before handing you each a beer.

You two left the keg to find Topper and Kelce and you looked up at Rafe as his blue eyes searched the top of the crowd for his friends. His eyes sparkled and his lips looked delectable. After taking a sip from the red cup, you tugged at his hand and his head immediately snapped to face you.

"What's wrong, princess?" he asked as he scanned your face to see if it would tell him anything before your mouth did.

"Nothing, come here. I need to tell you something," you stated as he leaned his head down closer to yours and brought his ear near you. You turned your head to place your lips on his in a short but heated kiss.

"I couldn't reach you all the way up there," you whispered after pulling away. His cheeks were flushed and his lips parted into a cheeky grin. He pressed his lips to yours once more before pulling you away from the crowd into the trees around the beach until finding the perfect one. He picked you up and sat you on a branch that put you at eye level with him.

"Perfect! Now we're level with each other," he shouted in excitement. You giggled and kissed him again. "Let's do some more of that," he whispered against your lips before going back in for more.