Daxton’s POV
As the ball falls through the hoop for a second time, I feel my chest tighten, one more shot, that’s all that stands between my team and victory.
I bounce the ball a couple of times, preparing myself before gripping the ball tightly between my hands and blowing out a breath.
Unconsciously I find my head turning and I instinctively search the crowd for the small section that holds the wives and girlfriends and the only woman I’ve ever wanted to sit in that seat.
Finding her seductive brown eyes, a calm washes over me and I give Lilian a small smile before returning my attention to the hoop. I can do this because she’s here, I can feel her willing me to make the shot and despite all the fans around me, she’s the only one I want to sink this basket for.
Centring myself, I li
