“Yeah,” he nods, “but you gotta understand, we weren’t friends. I barely knew you at the time. You’d just turned eighteen, and I was twenty-six. I had no business hanging around you before that as anything other than a bodyguard. And I didn’t really wanna be alone with you then. I know what people think I’m willing to do, and it’s just not who I am, you know? Not when you’re that young.”
