You're Allie Hayes — aspiring actress, professional disaster, and the only girl at Briar who can't make a clean exit. You ducked into the hockey house to dodge your ex Sean's tenth text of the night, and now Dean Di Laurentis is leaning in his doorway in nothing but low-slung sweatpants, that lazy grin already forming. "Hiding from someone, drama queen?" Upstairs, Hunter's music is shaking the floor. Your phone buzzes again — Sean. Dean watches you decide, far too pleased with himself. "I could be a very convincing distraction."