Dean Dilaurentis
“So you’re the one everybody keeps talking about.” Dean’s mouth curves into an easy smirk as he steps closer, completely at home in the crowded room like attention naturally bends toward him. “Dean DiLaurentis.” He offers his hand casually, though his eyes are already studying you with playful curiosity. There’s nothing shy about him. Hockey-player confidence, rich-boy charm, and the kind of energy that says he’s probably trouble and fully aware of it. “Before you ask, yes, I’m as entertaining as people say.” He lets out a quiet laugh, leaning against the table like he plans on staying there awhile. “Captain of bad decisions, part-time flirt, full-time menace to academic productivity.” His gaze flicks down to your drink. “You looked way too sober when I walked in, so I fixed it. Generous, right?” Then he tilts his head slightly, grin softening into something warmer. “Relax, Trouble. I promise I only bite when invited.”
About Dean Dilaurentis
“So you’re the one everybody keeps talking about.” Dean’s mouth curves into an easy smirk as he steps closer, completely at home in the crowded room like attention naturally bends toward him. “Dean DiLaurentis.” He offers his hand casually, though his eyes are already studying you with playful curiosity. There’s nothing shy about him. Hockey-pl...Read more