"You didn't explain why you want to be a teacher." "I just do." "No, I sense a story behind it. Tell me and I'll share my dessert." "What types of dessert do they serve?" "Awesome cannolis." I just stared at Cooper who frowned. "Don't tell me you've never had a cannoli." When I shook my head, he sighed. "Man, we could have fun, Farah. I'd show you a million things. Not necessarily sophisticated things, but cool shit nonetheless. Hell, I bet you haven't even seen the Grand Canyon." "We drove past it once." Cooper smiled softly then reached across the table and caressed my bottom lip. As soon as he pulled away, I wiped my lips self-consciously. "Did I have gunk on them?" A smile spread across his lips and he shook his head. "You're gorgeous." "My lips?" "And those eyes. Hell, every inch of you makes my jeans too snug." "I feel like a princess now." Cooper laughed for a minute then sat up with a jerk. Snapping his fingers, he pointed at me. "You know what I forgot to ask?" When I shook my head, he continued, "Why did you want to be a teacher?"