The silent room seemed to cocoon them but he didn't mind. He wanted time to stand still. He never wanted this moment to end. He ran his hands down her cheek, marveling at her perfection. Her skin was like porcelain and her hair burned as brightly as her spirit. She was relaxed in sleep, looking more like the angel she had come from than ever. He wanted so badly to kiss her awake, to see her eyes darken in recognition and love but he resisted.
She'd been asleep only a little while but he had been happy to just watch her slid into dreams. He never thought he would love anyone like this, but the moment he'd heard her scream and had met her eyes across pandemonium's crowded floor he'd thought of little else. She had drawn him in, wrapped around him, owned him from that moment. Normally in the past he would have struggled to get free, but now he only wanted to be closer. She was fierce and strong and sweet and he wanted every minute of her time, every moment of her forever.
She'd been a shadowhunter now for three years and he knew she understood how uncertain it all was. Jace shifted her in his arms and pulled her head under his chin. He wrapped his arms around her and prayed that they would have the longest of shadowhunter lives together. He knew in his heart that he would not last long if she went first.
His eyes caught the bulge in his jacket pocket and he smiled. His throat was dry and he was nervous. This made him chuckle a little as he remembered how he used to play with women before her. Clary had changed him, made him better. He reached one hand out and grabbed the bulge. He switched it to his other hand and leaned down kissing her awake. Neither of them knew how much time they had but he wanted to spend it with her. He wanted to be brave and face whatever happened together, he wanted to hold onto her as long as possible, but right now he wanted to ask her a question