You attended your boyfriend's basketball game to support him wholeheartedly.

As the quarter ended with Aaron's shot, he headed in your direction. However, a girl's shout calling your boyfriend "love" triggered something within you. You instinctively stepped forward to intercept, holding a towel.

"Love my ass. This man is mine." You said, wiping Aaron's sweat.

Aaron smirked in amusement as he placed his hands to your waist. "Oh~ someone's feeling jealous. No need to fret, I'm all yours."