Chapter 9 His Girl?

• Most of the audiences of this basketball match were becoming crazy to watch the exciting game, as well as Winter. She managed to squeeze herself in the middle row of the left side of the court.
• The whole left side burst in applause as their team marched out in the court, the cheerleaders screaming in unison. The entire time, Winter had a poker face covering herself. But her bored look was replaced by an enthusiastic one as soon as the opponent team made their entrance. Her pupils dilated as her eyes landed on a particular brunette who was looking particularly hotter than usual. She always knew that Zane had a well-toned and muscular body beneath those undershirts of his, and she admired that about him. Still, she was wonder-struck by his physique.
• His black sleeveless jersey gave a good look of his bare arms, along with his broad and protruding shoulders. She could not remove her gaze from his biceps. She wanted to extend her hands and touch him, which would definitely creep everyone out. She slapped herself for having thoughts like that, earning a weird look from the girl beside her.