After Leo's rules are set, I don't have a choice but to pretend to be following them. I just have to wait for him to break them first.
In the meantime, we learn to live together.
I feel like a dormouse. I sleep eight hours a day, sometimes even nine. Leo, on the other side, just closes his eyes for a couple of hours at midday.
I could conquer the world if I had so much time, but Leo seems quite busy with more than twenty hours usable.
Luckily, he forgot about finding me a room. It's better like this, and I prefer sleeping in his bed. If I wake up in the middle of the night with the sudden need for him, I can just roll and lean on him.
Instead of becoming stronger like a drug, our bond has decreased in pain. It's still irresistible, but it's more on the positive side of the word.
I've also witnessed a couple of training sessions this week, and nothing happened. I just read my book the whole time, waiting for Leo to finish.
