“Peter,” She said softly giving his hand a small squeeze. “It was not your fault. I put myself there and I take full responsibility for being injured. I know it’s hard for you to not blame yourself, but you can’t with this situation. I tried to see if I could talk some sense into Harry but he wouldn’t listen. That is not your fault. If anyone’s to be blamed for injuring me and you are refusing to blame me, blame Harry.” 

A small laugh escaped her, all she could push out as the strength in her body returned. “I wouldn’t call it stuck with, I mean after all I did say yes to you.” She said with a nod as her face blushed red when he kissed her hand. She still wasn’t used to his affectionate ways since he was the first guy to treat her in such a fashion. Unlike a lot of her ex-boyfriends, Peter was sweet, thoughtful, kind and romantic in his own quirky romantic sort of way; and that was something that she loved. 

Sighing softly, a smile curled her full lips as she interlaced her small fingers into Peter’s large hand. “If I can count on one person to save my life, it’s Peter Parker. My hero.” Her voice was soft and tender with that smile on her face as her free hand reached up and placed it gently on his cheek. “You saved my life Peter, many many times and I don’t know how I could ever repay you for it. I love you Peter. Thank you.” With that she leaned forward, closing the gap between them and placing her lips against his.