"Your secret is safe with me," Harry agreed. "We wouldn't want any awkwardness, would we?" Privately Harry was more worried about Oliver pouting if they dared cheer for any other team; the Wood pout was legendary.
Harry knew it was ridiculous to be jealous that Roger had hung out with his other friends as well, he didn't have a monopoly on Roger's time, but for some reason hearing about Marcus made his stomach clench. Maybe it was the way Roger sounded when he said the other man's name. Shaking away the thoughts, he grinned at the story about the love child.
"Should I start calling you Daddy?" he teased. "Working a lot, as usual, but nothing more exciting than some cold cases. Closed one recently, so that was good."