He smiles, relief crossing his face. The invitation means she can't be too upset with him, right? Or at least he doesn't think J would kiss him if she was truly angry with him.

Peter leans over, catching her wrist and first landing a peck on her fingertips. Then he goes in for a real kiss, kissing her cheek too for good measure. When he pulls back, it's with a grin. He thinks things are back on track.

"Now are you going to tell me what you want to do? Or are we going to spend all day in bed?" His grin turns cheeky, eyebrows wiggling. He doesn't expect that to be the option she takes. "Or are we taking the talking about things option?"