Teagan stopped pacing and looked back at him. She felt a little guilty, seeing how confused he was with her. They'd been friends for months and she wasn't sure he'd ever looked so confused by her or her actions before. She was truly acting like the female she was at the moment. Frowning, she reached up and ran her fingers through her long hair.
"This," she tried to explain, gesturing between them, "This is difficult. I mean, it is. I'm attracted to you as I'm sure you can figure out for yourself, but you're my friend. I shouldn't be attracted to you as much as I am. I shouldn't want to throw myself at you. I shouldn't want that. This is difficult. Don't you think it'd be easier if I wasn't attracted to you? Because if I wasn't then I wouldn't care if you forget it happened or pretended it didn't, but I do care. Because..." Her voice dropped as she continued, "Because I don't want to forget. I don't just want to be your friend, John, but I damn well don't want to lose you as a friend. Does that even make sense or do I sound like a stupid female?"