Max," Jace Said. "max, I’m So Sorry.

Will Gave A Short Laugh. He Was In Gear As If He Had Just Come From The Practice Room, And His Hair Curled Damply Against His Temples. He Was Not Looking At Tessa, But She Had Grown Used To That. Will Hardly Ever Looked At Her Unless He Had To.

"yeah, Well, You Clearly Also Couldn't Be Bothered To Call Me And Tell Me You Were Shacking Up With Some Dyed-blond Wanna-be Goth You Probably Met At Pandemonium. After I Spent The Past Three Days Wondering If You Were Dead." "i Was Not Shacking Up," Clary Said, Glad Of The Darkness As The Blood Rushed To Her Face. "and My Hair Is Naturally Blond," Said Jace. "just For The Record."

I Was Looking For Simon." Jordan Squinted At Her. "it's Two In The Morning." She Shrugged. "he's A Vampire." "but I'm Not.

It Has Been The Privilege And The Honor Of My Life To Know You.

Do You Often Sleep Tied To The Bed?