Mighty Ducks Dean Portman Novels & Stories

After half an hour, I finally arrived at the mall, ready for some shopping. Stepping out of the car, I gazed at the magnificent entrance. Perhaps, once Sierra became Luna, I would bring her here and let her choose whatever her heart desired. Just as I was about to enter the mall, I froze upon hearing a familiar voice—a voice I had hoped never to hear again. "Hey, Dean, old friend, it's been a while." I turned around and came face to face with Drake. He hadn't changed a bit. His dark blue eyes and gray hair intrigued me, as I wondered about his fondness for that color.

People around us clapped their hands and cheered, and I couldn’t help but find myself blushing before Dean pulled away to rest his forehead against mine. “It seems to me that the two of us seemed to have put on a show.” I said, and he smiled, revealing his small dimple. He ran his finger over my cheek before pecking my lips. “Well, I have to admit, one more time, and I am going to be giving them a live porn show. You know, a public lesson on how to please your woman on a table at a fancy restaurant” He said, and I laughed. The two of us pulled away and he pulled my chair out of me, watching as I sat down before he took his own seat.

Randall Harrah's voice trembled a little, "Dean Wright, is this consequence so serious?" The old gentleman glared at Randall Harrah, "What, you doubt my medical skills?" "No no no." Randall Harrah waved his hands repeatedly, "I just don't understand, so I want to ask for clarification." Dean Wright is not polite at all, "You don't understand even if you ask, so don't ask." A sentence choked Randall Harrah.