Peter...well, Peter kind of wanted to tease her lip out from between her teeth with his mouth.
It was doing Things to him, watching her stand there like that, in a strappy little top which was leaving very, very little to the imagination.
He kept those thoughts to himself for now, releasing her hand as she stepped out into the sun, staying silent. She was basking, and he couldn't blame her. He barely breathed, watching her tilt her head back, her hair falling back off of her shoulders.
Hopping off the porch, he slid an arm around her waist, using the momentum of her cartwheel to pull both of them to the ground, falling into the grass with laughter in his eyes. He rolled onto his back beside her, leaning his head in towards hers, looking up at a few fluffy white clouds scudding across a perfect blue sky.