ON A DEEP BLUE SEA – Chapter 3 – By Physalie00

Again, I hope you enjoyed the previous chapter…

Yes, I am updating very quickly, I will try to update every night on weekdays, as it is a weekend I am able to update more often. Believe me, I know how frustrating it is when authors take ages to update.

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CHAPTER 3 – JACE POV

I lead Clary down the corridors. I guess it's true, what they say about redheads. She was so feisty, and it was pretty hot. Most girls melt around me. It's intriguing to see what happens when one doesn't. She is very beautiful, but I doubt that she's your ordinary servant girl, with the way she carried herself and how she spoke to me. I ponder this a little more, when finally the door to the ladies' dressing room came into view. I showed Clary the door.

"Aren't you coming in with me?" She asked, her bright emerald eyes questioning.

"No. For all I know, Belle and May could be naked in there."

"You seem like a ladies' man."

I turned to look at her in shock. She must have a very high stance or opinion of herself to speak to me like that. I could kill her any second. But the truth of her words startled me. She may be quick to judge, but she got it right.

"That may be true, but I'd watch your words." I said coldly.

"I apologise, Mr Herondale." She said sarcastically. I couldn't really say anything – she'd watched her words. Which is what I'd told her to do. I gestured at the door, and she went inside and closed the door behind her without another word.

Turning, I saw Simon standing against the wall, smiling.

"What?" I snapped.

"You're so whipped," He said, still smiling. "If anyone else had said that to the Jace Herondale, you'd have a knife at their throat in a second."

"I was distracted. But I know for sure she has a fairly high standing. Or ego." I told him.

"A big ego. I wonder who that reminds me of… But yeah. Belle's the same, and from what I've heard from Jordan, May is too."

"I don't know if you noticed, but all their crew had the English colours." I said, still suspicious.

"Then they might be ambassadors. Or something similar." Simon suggested. Just as I was about to reply, the door of the ladies' dressing room opened, and out came the three girls.

Belle came out first, her glossy black hair hanging loosely to her waist. She wore a red silk floor-length number which hugged her slim, tall figure perfectly. Her brown eyes were accentuated by a thin black powder. But her beauty paled in comparison to Clary's.

Clary wore a floor-length green silk strapless dress. It had a snug corset and showed the curve of her breasts and the flare of her hips perfectly. When she'd accused me of touching her before, I'd done it because I'd liked what I'd seen. I hadn't really thought about it. But now… it was so much more tempting. Damn. Her luminous green eyes appeared so much darker and greener due to the smoky powder around her eyes along with the dress. My jaw threatened to drop, but I held it in check.

May looked gorgeous, in a pale yellow silk knee-length number. It accentuated her eyes and skin. But I could barely keep my eyes off Clary.

"Come on girls," Jordan called. I was glad for the distraction. We lead the girls onto the deck. It was lit softly by lanterns which cast pools of yellow light onto the polished wood. Max and Robert were playing on their violins while Magnus is lounging around with Alec and a few other men who were good sailors but didn't have the violence to attack others. They stayed on the ship during a raid.

As we approached, heads turned. I noticed a lot of people were focused on Clary. Saying she stood out was the understatement of the century. We came over to where Magnus was. May spoke up.

"Magnus, I love these dresses, but I'm not even going to ask how you got them." Sensible statement by May.

"Yes, I agree. You don't want to know how those came into my possession. Anyway, we're coming into a port tomorrow morning in Arcachon, near Bordeaux. You six must stay together at all times. We need you back at the boat by 3:00pm." Magnus said softly.

"But won't people recognise the pirate ship?" Clary asked.

"We swap the flags with English ones. We've done this before, don't worry." I told her.

Everyone spent a few more hours at the party. Clary finally asked me if she could sleep. I lead her back to the dressing room, lending her a shirt of mine and some pants. She emerged a few minutes later, the clothes loosely clinging to her figure. She still looked gorgeous.

"Jace, I have a button caught in my hair. Could you please get it out?" She whispered.

I complied, wriggling the button free. Too late, I realised that I had a very, very tempting view. She seemed to have wrapped white fabric tightly around her breasts, but I could still see her curves outlined in the dim light. Her porcelain skin was soft and unblemished apart from a few freckles on her shoulders. I'd finally gotten the button out of her hair, and before I knew it, both my arms were wrapped around her waist and I was kissing her.

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-Physalie00