Lexi’s cheeks flushed red at his complement and she bit her lower lip as she looked up at him. He was so sweet in and out of his cheesiness. Why did it take so long for her to realize that the one she truly wanted was sitting in front of her her whole life? Why did she question whether she should be with Peter or not? Spider-Man or not, Peter was the one she wanted to be with and let’s face it; Spider-Man was an awesome bonus. It wasn’t long before the two of them crashed on the couch laying wrapped into each other, somehow fitting on the width of the couch together. The perfect fit of two bodies; it must be love. ---- To say the least, Aunt May had to get used to Lexi and Peter being hand and hand, arm and arm and interlocked with each other on her couch or in Peter’s room. It did take a while but she, like Lexi’s parents, came to accept the fact that the two were together and desired being close to one another. In the world of Spider-Man and Catwoman, nothing too chaotic happened. Robberies and vandalisms, muggings and car break ins but nothing that could relate to the fear gas experience. Catwoman began to get more confident in her motions and everything when it came to being a ‘hero’ (a term she used lightly because she didn’t think of herself even close to as good as Spider-Man) but she wasn’t letting it go to her head. Nor was she getting arrogant, a bit sarcastic yes but not arrogant. It had been a couple months since Peter and Lexi had started dating and the school seemed to still be unsure of how to react to the couple but they didn’t seem to care. She would openly kiss Peter in public and even at school before they would part way for classes. As far as she was concerned, their opinions didn’t matter at all. Sure she got some questions from people but she didn’t care. Her answer was simple, ‘I love him, why wouldn’t I be with some I love?’ No one had an answer for her that was negative so their argument was invalid. It was no surprise as they hit their three month mark that Peter had asked her to meet him somewhere for dinner, just the two of them. Lexi finally got a new car, a little white bug and she, much like Peter, started carrying a backpack around; three guesses why. Pulling up to a restaurant she was a little surprised to see where he had chosen, “Okay.” She said with a small laugh. Just like Peter to choose a little burger joint decorated like a fifties diner. Classic cheesy beloved boyfriend; her grin across her face said she loved the idea as she unbuckled herself from the vehicle and turned off the car. Climbing out she shut the door behind her only to hear a clicking noise as she locked the car, that sounded like… “Don’t turn around.” A voice said, muffled by a ski mask. Lexi stayed put, knowing that was the best thing to do since she could hear the gun in the man’s hand. Really? Mugged right outside of the diner where she’s going to meet her boyfriend for dinner. Sure she could turn around and kick the guy in the face but with a gun that didn’t seem like the best idea. “Hand over your wallet.” The muffled voice demanded. Great, this is exactly how she wanted her evening to end. Stupid mugger didn’t know who he was dealing with, especially if her boyfriend beats her to the punch… literally.