Sailor, under water photographer, handy man, great lover.  Was there anything Cooper couldn't do?  Sarah was musing over this when he started to ease back on the throttle to slow them down on the approach to the dock.  "That's a bit silly isn't it?  Not putting brakes in."   It was probably her ignorance but she really did think that something with a motor had to have something that would stop it quickly.<br/><br/>"Huh?" she elegant sputtered when he asked her to take wheel.  He had to be kidding, he wasn't going to leave her to steer the boat even if they were barely moving?  She grabbed the wheel tight silently freaking out that they might just crash into the dock if she was left in charge that it took her a moment to register Coopers nervous chuckle and amendment to what he had asked.<br/><br/>She looked at him for a moment then couldn't resist teasing him as she caught a hint of a blush.  Well that made a change from her, although she was scarlet by the time she finished what came out of her mouth.  "Tied up in the bedsheets sure, but rope burn isn't a good look on the catwalk."