Meet the Krums
“Consider it dropped.” Reagan held up her hands in surrender. “I didn’t mean to aggravate you, I’m sorry.”
“Rae,” he sighed. “It’s fine.” Jackson led her to the entrance of the school. “It’s just annoying when I have Mum hounding on me to choose a profession, Dad asking me what team I’m playing for, and here’s me who’s honestly just focused on passing my NEWTs and winning our first game when we get back from the holidays.” He leaned down and kissed her. “No more talk of future stuff right no, okay? I’ll figure it out. Like I said, I’m pretty sure I’ll be able to walk up to any coach of any team and drop my last name and I’ll be on it. It’s fine.”