Chapter 4

JACE POV

Jace pulled into the parking lot, and slid his bike into the narrow space near the entrance to The Swamp. He ran his hands through his hair and turned on his charm. This was what he knew best, parties, fun, and women. He knew this place like the back of his hand. Jace walked through the doors and into the bar area. He immediately noticed Aline leaning against the bar talking to the head bar tender, Sam. Jace made his way over to them and placed his arm around the dark haired girl's waist. She leaned in and nipped the skin on his neck, it prickled. That's why he kept her around. She was a great fuck, but they had absolutely nothing in common outside of sex. A man's gotta eat right?

"Hey baby," she husked in his ear. "Wanna go to the bathroom?"

Jace smiled at her, "down girl, I just got here."

He asked Sam if he had seen his friend Tyler. He was supposed to meet them here with some guy Alec knew.

Jace headed back to the deck looking for the group. He stopped along the way to greet Camille. She was hot but unfortunately for him, on the other team. His phone buzzed in his pants, Aline's name rolled across the screen. The girl didn't give up, the picture was sexy. Maybe he would take her home tonight.

Jace spotted his friend walking a chic off the dance floor and made his way to the deck bar to grab a drink. He downed the first one before walking over towards Tyler's table.

"Hey man," Tyler stood greeting his friend

Jace plopped down into a chair and looked over at his friend's chic. He froze. It was the girl from the shop… Clary.

"Jace, this is Simon's friend, Clary. Clary, this is my best friend, Jace," Tyler introduced.

"Well aren't you just a walking business card," he said(,) regaining his thoughts with a calm smirk. She looked incredible. Her legs looked a mile long and her entire stomach was bare exposing his recent tattoo work. She wore it well. Why was she with his Tyler?

"What, do you guys know each other or something?" Tyler asked looking back and forth between his friend and Clary.

"Jace did my tat," she said leaning over to show him the full piece.

"Nice, should have known he would have already marked my girl," he said jokingly. Jace grinned at that. It did look nice on her. He was looking forward to finishing it soon.

"So, I see you two have made fast friends," Jace said sounding almost upset about it. Clary looked…surprised …

"We met up at Clary's place before we came out tonight. I couldn't help myself man, look at her," Tyler said oblivious to the tine in Jace's voice. Color rose in Clary's cheeks. She bit her bottom lip, excusing herself to get a drink and headed off to the bar.

Jace watched her walk away. Her hips swayed to the music as she stood at the bar waiting for her drink. He smiled to himself looking at her. She pulled something out of her back pocket and grabbed her drink before heading down the deck toward the beach.

"So …," Tyler said slowly, looking at Jace. "Wanna tell me what's up with you and her?" he asked.

"What do you mean?" Jace said shrugging his shoulders. "I did some work for her."

"O.k. So be it. By the way, Aline was asking about you. She seemed rather excited."

"Yeah, she's rolling at the moment. I'm still deciding," Jace said.

Tyler leaned over to talk to Alec and Magnus as Jace stood and walked over to the bar. He ordered two sours and walked down towards the beach, hoping she would still be there.

CLARY'S POV

Clary walked to the end of the deck and climbed up onto the railing to sit down. She sat her drink down beside her and fished the lighter out of her pocket. Oh my God,she thought, wasn't that fucking ironic. Out of all the guys to pick… best friends. Well at least it would be good threesome material. Hardy har. She needed a moment to figure out what the hell she was going to do. "Sorry Tyler, it was Jace I was thinking about the whole time….fuck! She lit the joint and filled her lungs. Just the taste and the smell helped her relax.

Jace walked up to the railing and laughed.

"I certainly didn't peg you for the pot head type Red."

Clary coughed and reached for her drink. Be cool. She took another drag and held the joint out to him.

"Want some?" she said. "To be honest I wasn't expecting to see you here."

"Same to you, glad to see you've met Tyler," he hit the joint again and passed it. Clary could tell by how long he held the breath, that it wasn't his first joint.

"Yeah, something like that, he's alright," Clary said smiling. She felt so good. Simon always joked that she grew balls when she was drunk. The moonlight reflected in Jace's eyes, he looked like an avenging angel. She wanted to draw him.

"It looked like you were more than just alright with him before I sat down," he smirked(,)watching her bite her lip. He was feeling pretty good. "Nice bud, by the way."

Clary nodded and handed him the joint, " I don't see why it matters what I was doing with him before you got here, maybe I'm just looking to let off a little steam," She locked her gaze on his eyes, challenging him.

"Touché, Red," Jace slid closer to her, her skin shimmered in the glow and she smelled sweet. He reached toward her face knocking a few stands of her hair loose. His fingers pulled the pin from her hair, letting it fall down against her shoulders. He heard her gasp in surprise and grabbed her head, pulling her towards him. His lips pressed against hers. He could taste the weed and alcohol. Her lips were so full and warm.

Clary groaned and brushed her tong across his lips begging for access. Jace deepened the kiss pressing her body into his. Her breast were full against his chest, He moaned into her mouth and pulled back to kiss the side of her neck.

Clary's skin was covered in goose bumps because of Jace. She couldn't believe this was happening.

"O.k." A male voice said behind them. "That didn't take long at all." Clary and Jace broke apart to see Tyler. He didn't really seem all that mad, more surprised really. Clary got down from the wall and handed Tyler the rest of the joint.

"Sorry, too much liquor and too many sexy men, can you blame me?" Clary mumbled to both of them.

Jace shook his head in disbelief. Looks like this one had turned out to be trouble after all. The best ones always did.

Clary headed back towards the party and found Simon and Izzy on the dance floor. She grinded up against Izzy and moved her body provocatively to the music. She felt strong arms encircle her waist(,) but didn't turn to see who. She felt too good to care right now. The guy held her close and she grinded back against him. He was turned on. She loved having that effect on a man. He spun her around to face him. Tyler. They finished the song and walked to the table to find Jace talking to a tall, thin brunette. They looked pretty well acquainted. Tyler tried to pull her onto his knee but she resisted and sat on the seat next to him instead and leaned over to talk to Simon. He was saying something about the club closing soon(,) but Clary wasn't ready to be done with the night.

"Why don't we head back to my place," she suggested to him over the music. He nodded in agreement and pulled out his phone to call a cab. She looked around the group to see who was still left. Camille had gone home with a friend, which left Izzy, Simon, Alec, Magnus, Tyler, Jace, and herself. Clary saw the girl lean into Jace and whisper something in his ear. Jace laughed and she nipped his ear lobe. Jace watched her leave and walked back over to the group. Alec told him they were headed to Clary's and he grinned.

The group made their way out into the parking lot and saw that the first cab had arrived. It was a standard cab so it held four people, five (if) max if someone squished in the middle next to the driver. The cabbie said that if they needed two cabs they should have said so, but it would be a few minutes before the other could arrive.

Clary was surprised when Jace said, "you five go ahead. I'll take Clary on my bike." Tyler raised his eye brow but remained silent. Clary watched the cab pull away and turned to see Jace sitting astride a black and silver motorbike. He handed Clary the only helmet.

"Here, climb on and make sure you get a good grip."

She held onto him tightly as they sped through the streets toward her apartment. She had her hands on his stomach, gripping him hard. His muscles felt hard against her touch. She couldn't hold back her excitement.

They arrived back at the condo before the others but only just. They climbed the stairs to her loft and entered the living room. Clary kicked off her shoes and walked over to her stereo system to turn it up.

"Make your selves comfortable. Ill grab some stuff," she said. Isabella offered to help(,) and Clary sent her to get liquor and cups from the kitchen. She lit some candles and opened the double doors onto her balcony.

Simon walked over to Clary and put his arm around her shoulders, "Are you having a good time?" he asked her.

"Yeah, it's great. Are you? Isabella seems like a catch, feel free to use the extra room," she said winking. "I wanna smoke, is that cool with them?"

"I can't see why not."

Jace watched Clary as she walked around her living room bare foot lighting candles. She was much shorter without her heels. She disappeared into the hallway and returned a few minutes later with an ash tray and lighter. Jace and Tyler were chatting on the couch while Alec and Magnus were nowhere to be seen. Clary bent over and pulled the ottoman back toward(s) the boys, she lost her balance and grabbed the edge of the seat for support. She took her chair) and looked up to see both boys staring at her hungrily.

"Nice ass," Jace huffed and took a sip from his glass.

Clary lit the blunt but Tyler stood up saying that duty called and he had to be at work tomorrow like it or not.

Simon and Izzy said something about being tired and headed towards the spare bed room. Jace looked towards Clary, "Just me and you Red, but if you expect me to smoke that I might need to shack up. How big is your bed?" He asked leaning closer to her.

Clary could only nod.