Imagine / OS

Rafe Cameron

The hurricane season in the Outer Banks was usually bad, but this year it was awful.

Luna was driving home and the storm came out of nowhere. The roads became too unsafe, so she had to seek shelter in the neighborhood she was driving through.

She drives up the nearest driveway, parking her car and running to the front door of a house, getting absolutely drenched by the rain in the process.

She rings the doorbell and a few moments later the door opens.

"What are you doing here?" Rafe Cameron asks with a sneer.

"The road is unsafe, I can't drive".

"That sucks," he says in a mocking tone.

He glances back at the storm outside, then looks back at her. "I suppose you want to come in?" he asks with a sigh.

"Then you supposed well".

Rafe rolls his eyes and steps aside, allowing her to enter. "Don't get too comfortable. As soon as this storm passes, you have to leave," he snaps.

"Like I want to stay here forever", she says sarcastically.

He rolls his eyes again, crossing his arms and watching as she takes off her wet clothes and shoes.

"You're dripping all over my floor," he mutters, looking at her sopping wet hair.

"And ?".

"And it's annoying," he snaps. He grabs some towels and hands them to her. "At least dry yourself off," he says, clearly annoyed with her presence.

"I don't have any other clothes".

"And that's my problem how?" he asks with a scoff. "I'm not going to give you clothes. You can just wait there in your wet underwear for all I care."

"Yeah that's probably your fantasm".

He rolls his eyes again, not bothering to deny it.

"Like you wouldn't enjoy seeing that," he mutter, a slight smirk playing on his lips.

She ignores him and wrapped the towel around her to keep her warm.

Rafe can't help but glance at her, admiring her body. He's always found her attractive, but he'd never confess that.

"You really shouldn't have come here," he mutters, trying not to stare.

"Why cause we can't stand each other ? Obviously", she says sarcastically.

"Yeah, exactly that," he says, looking away from her. "We can barely stand to be in the same room together."

"Whatever, I didn't choose YOUR house, I choose the first one".

"You could've chosen any house but mine," he says, annoyed. "It's going to be a long night with you here."

"Then why did you tell me to come inside ?"

"Because otherwise you would've just stood in the rain and ended up soaked to the bone," he explains, rolling his eyes. "And you're already dripping water all over my floor."

"So you can be kind sometimes...", she says in a sarcastic tone.

"I can be kind occasionally," he mutters, looking away. He glances back at her, studying her body for a moment.
"But only sometimes," he adds with a smirk.

She rolls her eyes, ignoring him.

Rafe grins, enjoying her reaction. He knows he gets under her skin and he likes it.