‘I. xnx …erm. . …I,’ stammered Matthew as his friends continued to jeer him. Feeling like the tension had been built enough, James swiftly pulled down his boxers and stood hands on hips in front of his friends. ‘Because,’ said James as he stretched his arms over his head, so that his t-shirt rucked up slightly, revealing his toned six-pack, ‘no matter what you think of the muggles, you cannot deny they have style.’ Matthew exhaled sharply as James and the rest of the group smirked back at him. ‘I know James, but I wasn’t ready last year,’ replied Oksana as she kissed him tenderly on the forehead, ‘thank-you for that. ‘Not a bad ass either. . …,’ James heard one of the girl’s whisper to another. With a shakey look towards each other, both boys turned around so they were facing away from the window and continued to guard the
