It wasn’t very often that Lexi got crying emotional. Simply because she traditionally had a rather happy life. Then there were situations like this, things that just really got to her and made her sad. But could you blame her? She had a friendship with a young man who was battling something that should have been unbeatable but, he was pulling through and as Peter had said, he will be okay and that’s all that Lexi could ask for. Harry deserved to be well and okay, the poor guy.

Climbing back into the car, Lexi started the motor of the engine and allowed the car to warm up as he talked on the phone with Aunt May and her wonderful yet un-wonderful timing for phone calls. There was rarely a time where she would call and not interrupt something that Peter and Lexi would feel was important. She had spent a lot of time with Aunt May and knows how the woman thinks but… well she seemed to have excellent timing in butting into romantic moments. Typical old woman!

The car had begun to warm up and Lexi pulled off her gloves, feeling comfortable enough to place her hands on the stirring wheel. A smile crept across her full lips as he hung up the phone and muttered about having to do winter cleaning. “Oh my poor man.” She said softly after returning the first kiss, “Always working so hard, tonight sounds like a good night to relax afterwards.” Her soft hands traveled slowly up his arms and back into his hair with a grin. She loved playing with his hair and she truly loved this man. “Spandex, smores and my boyfriend? I think that sounds like a magnificent night.” She said playfully.

“Speaking of spandex…” Oh that was a brilliant way to start a conversation but she ignored it reaching into the back seat and grabbing her backpack. Pulling out her wallet she opened it up and proceeded to hand him three twenty dollar bills. “Here, call it an early Christmas present. Before you contact me to start the city patrol, go get yourself something to wear under the suite to help keep you warm.” Before he could protect, she leaned forward pressing her lips against his with a passionate embrace of lip folding and tongue. After a minute or so, she pulled back and gave him a grin. “No complaints. I want to get you one but you know your own size and what would work best for you better than I do.” With that she gave a ‘that’s final, deal with it’ nod before smirking and starting the car into drive.

The trip was short getting to his house and she was disappointed to see him go even though she’d most likely hear from him in an hour or two but alas, it was time apart. She waved him good bye after she finally stopped kissing him and let him leave the car and watched him walk into the house before she drove herself home.