If Lynette Batton was too young to understand, then was Leon Batton old enough, considering they were both twins?

He was born only slightly earlier than his little sister.

Xyla Quest chuckled with a helpless gaze at her son. “You’re speaking as if you’re much older.”

“I may not be a lot older, I’m still her older brother. I have to be the mature one,” Leon replied.

Stanley Batton nodded before looking at his daughter. “From now on, you mustn’t let anyone kiss you other than Daddy, Mommy, Leon, our close friends, and relatives, understood?

“Especially not boys,” he hastily added with a stern expression.

Lynette didn’t understand why her father said that, but she still nodded obediently.

“Okay, I’ll remember that,” she agreed before tugging at her brother's hand. “Leon, don’t be angry. I understand now.”

“Silly girl. You need to learn how to protect yourself sometimes,” he advised her.

His words made him sound even more mature, not like that was surprising to his parents.

She