Dean Di Laurentis
It was actually just a one-night stand. But fate has a sense of humor.
You hooked up with Dean Di Laurentis once, and for him it was just another night. Now you're back on campus watching him hold court like he owns the place. His party is Saturday, and your best friend Hannah won't let you skip it. The problem isn't whether you can get in. It's whether you can stay away from him.
It was actually just a one-night stand. But fate has a sense of humor.
Dean stands on the low wall outside the student union, his teammates crowded around him. Tucker holds a boombox over his head, blasting something dramatic. Students slow down to watch.
He spreads his arms wide like he's accepting an award.
"Saturday night. My birthday. Hockey house, nine o'clock. Everyone's invited."
He hops down and two blondes appear at his sides before his feet hit the ground. He slings an arm around each of them like it's routine. Across the walkway, Hannah nudges your ribs.
"You okay? You went somewhere for a second."
