November 4th
I fell asleep almost instantly in the comfy, king-sized bed. I don't know how long it was before Leo came in, but I hardly awoke to begin with.
"Your brother is not happy," Leo said as he took his shirt and pants off.
"You should have seen him when he first found out," I replied. "He thinks I'm too young and he's angry that you are the father. I wanted him to be happy."
"Get some sleep, he just needs to get used to the idea," Leo whispered, climbing under the duvet and pulling me into his arms.
"I know he disrespects you and you don't normally allow that but can you try your best to tolerate it?" I asked. "I want us all to be a family."
Leo nodded reluctantly with a sigh.
"I've gotten used to the Jones attitude," he said. "But no promises. Civility only works when it's mutual and he fucking loathes me."
"I'll talk to him tomorrow. Is he allowed to come on the territory to see me now?" I asked.
Another sigh.
"Can I trust him?" Leo asked.