“That’s a record, Astor.” Xander hits his shoulder, laughing. “Never thought there will be a day where a girl will leave because of you.” “Right? I think so, too.” Ronan scratches his jaw. “She must be an alien. No offence, Van Doren.” “Being an alien is cool, mate.” Knox grins, but something sinister lurks underneath. “But go near her and I’ll cut you, human style.” “Go near her?” Xander laughs. “She’ll hang his balls on a stick before you even interfere.” “That’s actually true.” Knox appears like he just thought about that. “Even my balls aren’t safe from her.”
