Oh, Good. You're Starting To Talk About

No," Jace Agreed. "we Don't Fly. We Break And Enter.

Look, I Asked You Here For A Reason. Much As I Hate To Admit It, Vampire, We Have Something In Common. " "totally Awesome Hair?" Simon Suggested, But His Heart Wasn't Really In It Either. Something About The Look On Jace's Face Was Making Him Increasingly Uneasy. Simon Was Caught Off Guard. "clary?" "clary, " Jace Said Again. "you Know: Short, Redheaded, Bad Temper.

Now Before We Do Any Digging Around In That Blond Head Of Yours To Find Out The Truth, I Suggest You Cool Your Temper. And I Know Just Where You Can Do That Best.” Jace Blinked. “are You Sending Me To My Room?

Actually," Clary Said, "i Think He Stayed Because Of Me." Jace's Glaze Flicked Up To Hers With A Flash Of Gold. "because Of You? Hoping For Another Hot Date, Was He?" Clary Felt Herself Flush. "no. And Our Date Wasn't Hot. In Fact, It Wasn't Even A Date. Anyway, That's Not The Point. When He Came Into The Hall, He Kept Trying To Get Me To Go Outside With Him So We Could Talk. He Wanted Something From Me. I Just Don't Know What." "or Maybe He Just Wanted You," Jace Said. Seeing Clary's Expression, He Added, "not That Way. I Mean Maybe He Wanted To Bring You To Valentine.

He Bent To Put His Cheek Against Hers. His Breath Against Her Ear Made Her Shudder With Each Deliberately Spoken Word. "i Have Wanted To Do This," He Said, "every Moment Of Every Hour Of Every Day That I Have Been With You Since The Day I Met You.