A/N: Hey guys. I posted this story a while back but anxiety led me to delete this story but I'm putting it back on. I'm also rewriting this story because I feel like this story could be written so much better but y'all enjoy!

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Clary POV

"Jace! I wanna dance," I whined, tugging at Jace's sleeve. But he was deep in thought, his eyebrows knit together, his golden locks dangling between his eyes, molten eyes. Basically he looked super hot. Although his eyes danced with amusement.

We are at Magnus Bane's yearly Christmas party. But this year, he made sure that only invited people could come in. He put up a certain spell that made something happen that I don't even know.

Everybody was on the dance floor or drinking, a lot might I add. Me on the other hand, had promised my mom I'd only drink one glass. I thought the alcohol tasted weird, Jace made sure I only had a sip of his glass, because apparently it was some pretty strong stuff. Jace even threw out his glass.

I looked at the dancers and I felt a slight twinge of jealousy. Here I was, 21 with my 22 year old boyfriend who might I say loves this kind of crap. The only people who weren't on the dance floor were Alec and Magnus, they disappeared to their bedroom a long time ago.

Everybody had their own bedroom to go to after the party, almost like a slumber party except you wouldn't play truth or dare. You'd play uh, different games, much, much different games.

"Jace!" I complained, pulling at his shirt sleeve again. Jace was a lot taller than me, so that was all I could really do to annoy him, except for jumping on his back like a five year old but we're in public so I can't do that.

"Clary! I can't dance, I'm thinking," Jace stated, his voice annoyed but had a hint amusement. I crossed my arms and huffed.

"That is a horrible reason," I grumbled, I was thinking as hard as I could to get him to dance with me. I mean seriously, what was I supposed to do? Poke his arm until he succumbs to my amazing abilities of persuasion. Yeah, that's not gonna work. Ooh I got one, it's not necessarily 'me' but it'll do.

I stood on my tip toes and brushed away a strand of golden hair away from Jace's ear, breathing a little bit of air onto his neck," If you dance, I'll give you a surprise later," I whispered. Completely shocked at the husky tone of my voice. Jace's eyes darkened to a brilliant bronze color.

He took my hand and onto the dance floor we went. We started dancing, just a sway of hips and occasional twirls. Everybody knew Jace was my boyfriend, but right now people were staring at him in a seductive manner. Jace was getting uncomfortable with all the attention. Well I mean he loves attention. But not from his friends that are boys and girls, especially with his first real time girlfriend.

I immediately felt protective. He was my boyfriend. Mine. Woah, where did that thought come from. My body moved on its own. I wasn't controlling what was happening, I just let my heart take control of my body.

I started sliding around Jace getting closer and closer until I could feel heat radiating off him. I slid down his body and came back up, rocking my hips to show he was mine. I could also tell this was definitely making Jace happy. People looked away, clearly disappointed. I'm over here just appalled, you people are dancing with your girlfriend or boyfriend.

"You haven't done this since I was him." Jace said, his voice low and scratchy, husky was the word for it. I had turned him on.

"I loved you then and I love you now, just times a thousand," I said sweetly, tracing my finger across his jawline.

The song that was on and a sweet slow song came on. My girl. Jace turned me around and wrapped his arms around my waist and I wrapped my arms around his neck. We kept swayed to their music coming closer to each other. My head rested on his chest, breathing in his scent of books and cologne, really it was just fancy deodorant.

Jace starts singing softly into my ear, his voice sweet and soft. I smiled into his shirt, my hands are now holding onto Jace's shirt, most likely wrinkling it but I didn't care.

"My girl, my girl. Talking bout' my girl." Jace sang, his voice like a lullaby. The song ended with us holding each other and just swaying to the faint music.

Our foreheads rested against each other, "what's the surprise?" Jace asked, brushing his finger against my cheek. I shrugged my shoulders, pulling off a nonchalant look.

With that Jace lifted me up and 'threw' me over his shoulder.

"What are you doing?!" I exclaimed, looking around. People didn't even notice, well duh, their drunk.

"I'm finding out the surprise," Jace said, pride in his voice as if he was amazed at the idea he came up with it. I sighed and crossed my arms, which must've looked weird since I was upside down.

Jace walked into the room and set me down gently onto the bed. He closed the door and locked it?

"So what's the surprise?" Jace asked, his voice still husky.

"The surprise is that there is no surprise?" I said but it came out more like a question. Jace smiled and chuckled.

Then he kneeled down on one knee and took my hands in his.

"You Clary Fray are the most amazing, beautiful, artistic, special," Jace said, he went on for a little while though. Piling compliment onto compliment.

"You are so amazing and I have no idea why you stay and put up with me. But I love you more than anything in the world, I couldn't imagine being with anybody else. You have helped me get through so much and push me in the right direction. You are my light, my sun, and if you Clary Fray want to be, my wife?" With that Jace pulled out a black velvet box.

Opening it, to reveal a sparkling diamond ring. It wasn't a big diamond but it didn't have to be to show Jace's love

for me, his passion. I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed. Not in a bad way but in a 'oh my goodness I can't believe this is happening' way.

I immediately started crying, Jace looked away heart-broken.

" I understand," he said, his voice sounded broken. I wiped away a tear from my cheek, and threw my arms around him, smiling.

"Yes!" I whispered into his ear. Jace was clearly startled but wrapped his arms around me. I couldn't help but be so happy, I couldn't help crying. This was all so exciting for me. I would have never expected Jace Herondale, would love me. I mean he was just so perfect and I'm just, me.

"I love you," we both said at the same time. I nuzzled my head in the crook of his neck, as Jace kissed my head. I couldn't help but feel warm from the top of my head to the tip of my toes.

We pulled away as Jace slid the ring onto my finger," it looks even more beautiful one you," he whisper. He gently lifted me up and placed me so my head was on the pillows.

"I love you, my fiancé," Jace said, his finger tracing my cheek. His face hovered mine and we kissed. Just a short one but it held so many words, so much passion and so much love.

He slid the covers over both of us and held me close to him. Basically we were spooning. I was the little spoon and he was the big spoon.

"And remember, we're not married yet." I said, just to remind him that nothing exciting was going to happen. I turned around and buried my face in his chest. Jace nuzzled the top of my head," I don't care what happens, as long as you, Clary Fray are my wife," Jace whispered, his voice muffled by my frizzy red hair.

Fin.