The logical voice in my head says you’re not worth the hassle – you’re already seeing someone and even if you weren’t we aren’t supposed to be involved since you are my supervisor. But every time we get to talking, I forget all about logic (and everything else I should be doing) and I just want to be with you. I go to work hoping to see you and when I get home I replay our conversations in my mind, looking for clues that you want me as much as I want you. I am too self-conscious to think that you feel the same, but I don’t think either of us can deny the sexual tension. I honestly don’t want you to cheat or to break up with her for me, if you were that type of person I wouldn’t be attracted to you in the first place. But maybe sometime you can kiss me – like a science experiment – and I’ll discover that fireworks don’t go off and you taste like an ashtray… and then I can start to get over you.
