Sillhouette of a father and child on a beach

I’m talking to my friend. Friend? She’s more like an acquaintance, because we don’t really hang out that much. She’s pretty hot, and I’d kind of like to have sex with her, and I think she kind of knows that, because she flatters me in this strange way where I wonder if she’s trying to manipulate me. I don’t think sex is going to happen, though, and that’s fine.