Han took Winter's hand and pulled her forward with him. "We'll go next," he volunteered. "Don't worry, I've got you," he whispered to Winter, who nodded shyly in agreement.
She stepped delicately out of her heels and knelt opposite Han.
I'm gonna fight 'em off. A seven nation army couldn't hold me back." Arrie played a booming battle song, winking at Winter in encouragement.
Winter pushed her shoulders back. She could do this! She looked across at Han.
Stripped down to his boxers, he was boyishly handsome with a ridiculously good body. Big shoulders, biceps and pec's, but not too big. He looked like a swimmer or a tennis player, not a body builder. Winter tried not to stare, though she was sure the other girls were all ogling him. He had a heavy brow with thick dark eyebrows and tousled black hair, a square jaw and eyes that hailed from the old East, matching his name.
