He snorted. “Hardly. I was more of a twink. My body was very slim. I didn’t begin hitting the gym and lifting weights until I graduated from college. Anyway, they hated the attention I got, but at least they didn’t take their frustrations out on me. We parted ways, more or less amicably.”
“And the next three?”
“Horrible.” Davion shut his eyes for a few seconds to calm himself down before opening them again. “I received endless phone calls and text messages from them whenever we were apart. Then they would scream at me if I didn’t answer them. They didn’t care I was busy at work. I couldn’t even hang out with my friends without them tagging along. They accused me of seducing men or hooking up with strangers. Men at bars hit on me, but I never encouraged them. What was I supposed to do when those men started talking to me? I couldn’t ignore them. That would be rude. Besides, I kept a respectable distance. It wasn’t as if we were standing or sitting close to each other.”