"I know," she said, shaking her head, trying to get hold of herself.
She sighed and began. She'd been thinking about what she wanted to say, and now it was time to try it out. "Listen," she started. "That night. . . in your room. . . I wasn't asking for anything. I like what we have. Had. Whatever."
Shaking her head, she pulled her hair off her shoulders. "I don't really know what else to say other than I wasn't asking for anything. I mean, if it happens, it happens. I just. . . I like you. I like spending time with you."