"Together?" Harry's eyebrows were in his fringe and he had to look away to hide the flush he could feel creeping over his cheeks. If he hadn't thought Oliver was relentless before, Harry would now. "I don't know what your brother told you, but it sounds like he's a little ahead of himself. I said I'd agree to see him if you were all right with it."
He glanced at Faelan from under his lowered eyelashes, feeling unsure all over again. "What do you think? I- I'm not going to go any further with Oliver if it's going to make you upset or- or feel insecure. Like you won't have a place to live or something."