At Your Service, Miss

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drabblish

She stood at the door waiting. The little house had some interesting architectural features. She liked the small windows and was looking around when Jace answered the door.

"Well, hi there stranger. It's been a long time, come on in please." said Jace as he stood aside. Clary walked in, a little nervous. Looking at Jace and hearing his voice always did that too her. It has been some numbers of days or weeks since they had spoken. Actually there was so much she wanted to say, but she held back, afraid to break the mood. She always seemed to be a mood killer. But she thought silence isn't good either.

"So, who came here with you to Idris?" asked Clary.

"No one this time. It's just me. Come on in. Want something to drink?" asked Jace.

Oh wow, thought Clary. We are alone here. Clary walked in and over to the window seat. She sat down and looked at the beautiful vista before she spoke. Jace was getting some kind of cool drink and he was currently walking over to her.

"What are you going to do with the day all to yourself?" asked Clary.

"Oh, I don't know, go for a walk, rest, read. Just taking it easy. Can you stay?" asked Jace.

"Me? Oh sure, yeah, I'd like that." answered Clary, now looking at her feet.

"Want to see what I bought at a little shop not far from here?" asked Jace

"Sure" said Clary as she got up and followed Jace over to the table where he opened up a paper bag.

"Wait one minute." said Jace with his back turned toward Clary. She stopped and waited and then Jace flew around. "Surprise!" said Jace flinging his hands in the air. Clary just stared at him up and down. And then it registered. Jace was wearing a false mustache and a huge unibrow. Clary smiled wide.

"Oh my, that is some disguise." said Clary trying not to laugh.

"I call it my detective lover look. I seduce the ladies for the facts, just the facts 'mam." said Jace as he sauntered over to Clary and bent his body in a weird contortion like he was trying to look up her nostril.

"Jace, what are you doing?" asked Clary.

"Looking for clues." answered Jace. Now he was right in front of Clary and she could feel the warmth of his breath. Oh, it felt good to be so near him, even if he was just joking. She closed her eyes for a moment and when she opened them he was looking at her.

"Everything alright?" asked Jace.

"Yeah, sure." said Clary.

"Just blowing off some steam, unwinding, being silly." said Jace.

Clary was tired of being silly. He could be silly, but she seriously took the last gap of space between them away. She looked at at his face and smiled. Then the smile faded. Jace smiled and when his smile left his mustached fell crooked across his mouth. He didn't move to fix it. Clary reached up and pressed it in place.

"That's better, detective." said Clary. And she leaned up to kiss Jace on the lips. He met Clary half way and their lips brushed together. Clary put her hands on Jace's arms. Jace wrapped his arms around Clary and she immediately felt drawn in, warm and safe.

"At your service miss." said Jace coming back for another kiss.