He smiled lightly, even though there were still tears on his cheeks. "I'm not afraid of you. And I'll try to get better. Because- God, I want you so badly. I think about it all the time." He leaned in to kiss her cheek. "And I don't think you're going to flunk or end up a waitress if you don't want to be, but I also don't think there's anything wrong with being a waitress."