Another misunderstanding

I've been having alot of these lately. Where someone does or says something total innocent and I misconceive it as something sexual. You know, like the mr. potato head incident. Well, I had another one of those moments.

We had another couple over last night. Lets call them Sue and John. Sue and Brent went into the kitchen to get some drinks, so it was just me and John in the room. He looked comfortabl, with his feet up and his arms behind his head. I had asked him something about 3 minutes before but after that, complete silence. Then he says these words. "Do you think I'm sexy?" Um...did he just say that? No way. But he did. Don’t look at him. Just ignore it. He's not sexy. I mean, I'm sure Sue probably thinks so but I don't. I was silently begging Brent to come in and just give me a bear hug and a long passionate kiss. That will show him for hitting on me. "Do you think I'm sexy?" HOLY CRAP he will not let this go!! Relax. Think. Calmly tell him you don't think you should answer. He'll understand. I mean, his wife is right in the next room, what all can he fo? But I was shocked at the confidence in which he asked. Did he feel some sort of sexual connection with me that I was missing? I mean, he asked like he knew what my answer would be. I could still see him in my peripheral vision, staring at me. waiting for an answer. My heart was pounding…thoughts racing…fear growing…friendship ending…I was slowly turning my head towards him and some words were beginning to escape my lips when we made eye contact and he said… "Or no.Wait. Was it have I told you lately? yea. Thats it. Do you think I'm sexy was probably his number one song in the US. I didnt really follow what he was saying. I thought he was saying something like, "What? huh? wait, no?? Can you please just tell me if I'm sexy". What I had forgotten was about 3 minutes prior to John hitting on me, I had asked him if he knew any Rod Stewart songs. It just took him 3 minutes to answer. And 3 minutes for me to forget that I had asked her.