James frowned a little. "I'm not distracted by him," he said, propping his broom up against his locker and then stripping off his own arm guards. "I don't get distracted by the people I fuck. You know that. Everyone knows that. Especially the people in bed with me."
He looked up at Roxy. "Have you gotten offers? Besides the Harpies, I mean. I know my mum played for them, but you are way too good to go to the T and A team. Uncle Ron thinks I should see if the Cannons are interested."
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