"Why did you tell my father I told Dean to follow you around?"
I turn around from my place in front of the mirror, tying up my hair in a free bun for the night. It takes me a second to understand what Oliver says, and when I do, I shrug lightly.
"Because you told Dean to follow me around."
I slip away from the stool in front of the mirror to the bed, giving him a subtle signal that I'm done for the day and his questions can wait till tomorrow.
But trust Oliver to ignore me.
His eyes are the usual lack of emotion, but his voice is tight, like he's trying to control himself from a full on crash out.
"And then you told my dad, Juno? My dad?"
I lean on my elbows, lying sideways and stare up at him. "You gave me the permission to talk to your family however way I want."
"I also told you
