It's the summer after high school graduation. Olivia Routledge was expecting to party and have the time of her life with her friends. That is until she found herself falling in love with the king of the kooks.
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Rafe holds out his hand for me as I climb onto his boat. It's a Malibu 24-MXZ, which probably costs more than my house.
"So, where are we going, pretty boy?"
"Somewhere special, pretty lady." He replies with a wink.
I have a seat and he navigates out of the marsh. We pick up speed and I feel the wind blowing in my hair. I toss a headband over my head to keep it out of my face. We cruise for a short while with the radio on and then finally arrive on a very small island I've never been to.
I'd say it's about the size of half a football field. There is brush and palm trees scattered throughout the sandy island.
"Welcome to Cameron island."
I look at him in awe.
"My dad bought this little piece of land when it went up for auction a few years ago."
"Your family has their own island?" I ask in disbelief.
"Yes, but it is our island for the night."
He ties up the boat to the small wooden dock. Rafe steps out and then grabs my hand to help me out as well. We walk a few yards through a cleared path. In the middle there is a fire pit set up and some nice outdoor furniture surrounding it.
"I'll be right back, okay?" Rafe says before walking back to the boat. I look around, still in awe. The Cameron's are officially at full Kook status. A few moments later a set of hands appear over my eyes from behind and a grin appears on my face. I am guided away and finally Rafe moves his hands away.
There are lanterns in the sand forming a path. Rose pedals are spread along the pathway and at the end is a beautiful canopy. There are blankets spread in the sand with small throw pillows and some snacks laying on top.
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I look at Rafe with the biggest smile on my face.
"You did this all for me?"
"I would do anything for you, Liv."
"It's absolutely perfect. I love it."
We sit on the blankets under the canopy and eat some of the snacks Rafe brought along. Before it gets too dark out we decide to go for a swim in the ocean. I pull off my shorts and t-shirt and throw them in my bag. I catch Rafe staring from the corner of my eye. I did wear my sexiest swimsuit so I'm glad it got his attention.
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I start to make my way to the edge of the water.
"You coming, pretty boy?" I holler back at Rafe.
He pulls his shirt off and makes his way toward me. I can't help but stare myself. Damn he looked good.
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After swimming for a little while we make our way back to the canopy and dry off. Rafe pulls a bottle of champagne and two small glasses out of the basket. He pops the cork and pours some into each glass, handing one to me.
He holds out his glass to toast. "To a beautiful night with a beautiful girl." I smile and clink my glass against his before taking a sip.
We end up laying back on the blanket, Rafe is slightly hovering over me, leaning on his arm. The moon is shining bright and the waves are crashing against the rocks and the shore. He leans down and kisses me passionately, I pull him closer. I feel his hand slowly slide down my side to my waist.
I flip over and throw my leg over him, straddling his lap. I lean down and reconnect our lips, it quickly becomes more heated. I start slowly grinding my hips against his.
He pulls away from the kiss and looks at me, "are you sure?" he asks.
I know it was soon but I shake my head yes, knowing I was ready to deepen my connection with Rafe.
