Peter's heart melted at the fake poses she gave. Words couldn't describe how amazing she looked, and the pictures weren't enough to truly capture her beauty. Then he laughed as she widened her eyes, she was adorable! He let her look at the photos, and then she turned his head, and kissed him. He returned it, feeling the happiest he's been in such a long time. He loved the picture. He nodded at her comment. "Oh without a doubt..." He kept his favorite pictures on a bulletin board in his room. Of them included a skyline of New York, some with Uncle Ben and younger Peter smiling, his glasses causing a glare. Pictures of birthdays with Lexi and Harry Osborn by his side... and he knew for a fact that this will be his favorite photo he's ever had.

He went in for the kiss just like she did, but then he gave a small groan of annoyance followed with a laugh as he heard the ringtone. Even on top of a rooftop Aunt May couldn't leave them alone. As she spoke his hands traced her back, giving soft kisses to her cheek and neck, a smile on his lips when she told Aunt May that they had something to tell her. When she hung up he rested his head on the web, giving a fake frown at the thought of leaving this very comfortable spot with Lexi... but he nodded,"Looks like it, she'll be mad... then overjoyed when she realizes." he said with a smile, as he got up he rolled on top of her, kissing her one last time before getting up, then holding out his hand to help her up.

"The hammock will be gone in a little while. the webs dissolve. Less work for the skyscraper cleaners." he said simply. He grabbed his backpack, pulled the mask over his head, and then embraced Lexi. "Welcome back to Spidey Airlines." He said, and when he knew she was holding on tight and secure, the leapt off the building, swinging back to the alleyway not far from Peter's house. With a quick change he was back in his street clothes, and gently taking Lexi's hand as they made their way back to Peter's house.

Peter opened the door, still holding Lexi's hand, tossing his backpack in the corner of the doorway. He was greeted with Aunt May in the hall, staring at him. "Well? What is the news that made you thirty minutes late, and having your dinner cold?" She demanded from Peter. Peter simply held his hand up, Lexi's still intwined with his. She went wide eyed, then smiled. "Oh dear Lord, finally!"