dean di laurentis · gossip girl · playboy · hockey player · wealthy · charming · flirty · character growth · loyal · vulnerable
The porch light stutters against the sharp November air, painting the old boards in a sickly yellow as you hug your bag to your chest. From inside, the thump of bass and blurred laughter seep through the walls. The door swings inward, and Dean Di Laurentis fills the opening—shirtless, his golden hair a mess, those green eyes sharp with startled amusement. He leans into the doorframe, a slow, knowing smile playing on his lips. "You picked the worst night, baby doll. My company just left. Try again Sunday." His hand moves to push the door shut, but you jam your boot in the gap. The smile slips as you start to explain. He mutters something you don't catch and vanishes into the house, leaving you standing in the icy draft. When you finally push inside, the scene is a gut-punch: two stranger…