Update time! A get to know you chapter ... I think?

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Clary picks her way through the crowd to head back towards the kitchen. Her house is full of people, more than half of which she isn't sure she even knows. This must be Izzy's doing. She would be annoyed if she wasn't already used to it. The only annoyance for her is she can't seem to find anyone she knows.

She is dressed in a short black lacy strapless dress that Izzy leant her. Her hair was curled and pinned up in an intricate up do and her makeup is flawless which again was her best friends doing. She drew the line at the 6 inch stripper heels she had told her would complete her look and was instead in more comfortable 4 inch heels with a platform that stopped her feet from aching.

Izzy told her it was time to get back out there and that this party was the perfect place to do it. So she had agreed to let her dress her up. Clary tugged self consciously at the dress trying to pull it further down her thighs only succeeding in pulling it further down her top half to expose her cleavage further. She pulled it back up deciding that having her legs on show wasn't that bad. It just about covered her backside and that would have to do.

She finally makes her way to the kitchen and pours herself a tall drink. She gets a few looks from some guys lounging at the breakfast bar but she doesn't return their friendly waves and stalks away. Meeting new people at parties while still sober was not her strong suit. She takes a sip from her cup and breathes deeply. She should not have worn this dress it was definitely getting her too much attention.

"Where the hell is everyone?" She grumbles to herself.

As if on cue she feels an arm pull her back.

"Where the hell have you been?" She grumbles turning back expecting to see one of her friends. The annoyed look on her face drops and instead she looks surprised.

"Sebastian..." She managed to choke out.

"Clarissa ... You're looking very different tonight." He says smirking at her, "who were you expecting?"

He is standing there tall and gorgeous with his arm around a skinny tall blonde girl. Her hair is clearly out of bottle as her dark roots are beginning to peak through breaking her flawless facade. She looks beautiful yet there is a coldness to her eyes.

"Oh ... Just ... Don't worry about it.. I didn't expect you to be here." She says feeling incredibly small.

The blonde next to Sebastian is running her hand over his chest and Clary suddenly feels embarrassed. This isn't even the girl he cheated on her with. He's already moved onto someone else. She meant that little to him.

"This is ... Seelie," Sebastian says his mouth twisted in a mocking smile.

"That's nice ... Erm ..." Clary says stumbling over her words, "I mean nice to meet you ..."

She feels a hand clamp down on her shoulder and she looks up to see Jace standing next to her. Relief courses through her veins and she isn't sure why. He pulls her against his chest and leans down to kiss her the top of her head.

"Where have you been, Red?" He says loudly in a worried tone, "I've been looking everywhere for you ..."

Clary looks up at him and he winks at her before pressing his lips to hers and kissing her. She readily wraps her arms around his neck as he snakes his hands down her back to rest on her hips. He kisses her gently but then he nips at her lips causing her to moan into his mouth. He knows how to turn her on and she feels her face flood with heat.

When he pulls away Jace runs a hand through her hair and tugs out the clip that is holding her hair in place letting it tumble down her back. He runs his hands through her it and she looks at him quizzically.

"Much better ... You know I love your hair down, Princess." He says smirking at her, "aren't you going to introduce me to your friends?"

She turns around and Sebastian is standing there with his mouth open. She looks over at Jace her eyes wide and he chuckles.

"No ... Okay ..." He says smirking and holding his hand out to Sebastian, "I'm Clary's boyfriend, Jace."

Sebastian takes his hand reluctantly and shakes it.

"Sebastian." He says tersely.

"Oh I think we've met before ... it's been a while hasn't it? I guess I should be thanking you," Jace says laughing, "for freeing her up for me."

"You've got to be kidding me." Sebastian says his face turning red in anger.

"How's it going, Seelie?" Jace adds in, "still working hard."

"Jace... I haven't seen you around for ... It's been over a year..." Seelie says perking up.

"You know him?" Sebastian asks tersely.

"Yeah, babe he used to come down for work ... A bunch of corporate guys letting off some steam." Seelie says clearly ignoring the angry look on Sebastian's face.

"Seelie here works in the entertainment business." Jace says lightly turning to Clary as if he is telling her she's a waitress.

"I'm a stripper, Lightwood ... You and your fancy words." Seelie says giggling.

"Oh..." Clary says smiling back at her as Sebastian looks as if steam is about to erupt from his ears.

"You coming around again with your suits anytime soon?" Seelie asks genuinely interested.

"Nah, I've got one girl to keep me occupied now... She's so possessive she would kill me, isn't that right baby?" He says looking down at Clary his arm around her waist.

"Of course, I don't think I could stand the thought of you near any other woman." She says looking up at him and shaking her head as if to say 'really?'.

"Aw that's sweet," Seelie says gigging.

"Let's go..." Sebastian growls suddenly pulling her towards him.

"Baby, but I'm catching up with Jace and Clary." Seelie says confused.

He grabs her roughly by the arm and drags her away.

"See you guys," she calls over her shoulder as they disappear into the crowd.

Clary lets out a sigh of relief and her shoulders slump.

"Thanks..." She mutters, "I think."

"You're welcome," He says placing his hand on the small of her back and guiding her through the crowd, "I owed you one... I don't know what you said to Izzy ... But it worked."

She looks up at him and shakes her head dismissively, "I only told her the truth. You don't owe me anything for that."

"Okay well then I guess you owe me one now," he says not missing a beat, "and I won't be shy about collecting, Red."

"Wow what ever happened to chivalry." Clary says rolling her eyes at him.

"Oh I can be chivalrous if you want me to be ... But you know you don't." He says cockily.

They stop moving and she realises she is in the lounge in front of her friends.

"Where have you been, Clary darling?" Magnus asks pulling her to sit next to him on the couch. Alec is sitting next to leaning and Magnus has his arm around him.

Izzy is sitting on the arm of the couch chatting to a blue haired guy.

"I couldn't find you guys... And I had a run in with Sebastian." Clary says kicking off her shoes and putting her feet up on the couch.

"Oh, Sebastard, that loser.. I hear he's fooling around with some stripper .. Good riddance to him Clary." Magnus says with a disgusted tone.

"I'll drink to that ..." Jace says sitting down on the coffee table in front of them.

"Jace .. Where have you been hiding yourself?" Magnus says smiling at him.

"Oh you know ... I've been around, Mags." He says smirking.

"I'm sure you have ... Who's your lucky victim tonight." Magnus asks him.

"No one, Izzy has got me on a short leash. Control freak." Jace says rolling his eyes.

"I heard that!" Izzy says flipping him off without turning around.

"Well I hear that's for the best considering..." Magnus says with a strange look on his face.

"Magnus, leave it alone..." Alec says pulling the sparkly haired man towards him.

"Fine ... But I'm just saying if you want to talk Jace. We're all around. No need to go running off half way across the world again..." Magnus says before Alec cuts him off with a kiss.

Clary looks over at Jace confused but doesn't say anything and takes another sip of her drink. Jace is scratching the back of his neck looking awkward. It doesn't suit him.

She looks over at Izzy and she is already making out with the blue haired guy.

She sighs and looks over to Jace. He is going to have to keep her company.

"Did you want to dance?" She asks slipping her feet back into her heels.

He raises his eyebrow at her as if to say 'is that a good idea?'.

She just shakes her head at him smiling and stands in front of extending her hand. He stares at it for a moment and then takes it.

She weaves through the crowd until they are in a throng of dancing bodies. He stands in front of her with a blank look on his face.

She pulls him by the front of his shirt against her body and throws her hands up the air losing herself to the beat of the music. She feels his hands on her and takes them guiding them to hips as they dance against each other.

She just needs to let loose. And she closes her eyes and carries on dancing with him until the song ends.

She unlatches herself from his body and looks up at him grinning as the next song starts. He has a smirk on his face and pulls her against him and they carry on dancing the night away.

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When the dance floor begins to clear. Clary grabs his hand and takes him to the kitchen. She pours herself a glass of water and watches as he does the same.

"That was so good ... I need to let go more often" She says sighing contently.

"Better than last night?" He asks smirking. His tone is light and she knows he is teasing her.

"You sir, are banned from mentioning 'last night' ever again." She says in an amused tone wagging her finger at him laughing.

"Okay ... Fair enough..." He says holding his hands up in defence, "I'll just have to wait for you to bring it up."

"That's not happening, Lightwood." She says rolling her eyes but still amused.

"That's a shame." He says grinning at her,"I go by Herondale by the way."

"Oh sorry ... " Clary says in a confused tone, "I just assumed... I mean ..."

"I only use Lightwood for work if anything." He says sighing as if trying to explain.

"It's fine you don't need to say anything." She says leaning on the counter next to him, "I mean technically I'm a Morgenstern but ... I go by Fray ... And my stepfather is a Garroway so I don't know ...sorry I'm rambling ..." She says trailing off.

"As in Jonathan Morgenstern, is he related to you?" Jace asks confused.

"Yup." Clary says popping the p the sound, "my brother, do you know him?"

"We worked together when I was out in London.. He didn't mention he had family here..." Jace says confused, "maybe it just didn't come up... Wait he did say something about ... Er nevermind..."

"I should have said estranged brother ... We're not close. I haven't seen him in well 5 years ... Sorry I'm rambling again." She says colouring.

"What happened?" Jace asks his tone curious.

"How about we add that to the list of things not to talk about." Clary says laughing.

"Can I add things to that list too?" He asks quietly.

"Sure." She says sipping at her water again.

"Don't ask me why I was away... Don't ask me about my past, Clary." He says quietly.

"Jace... I wasn't going to ... I mean ... I won't ask you any questions. I like it like this. Easy breezy ... Although that means we can't ask other people about each other either. Don't tell me Izzy told you about Sebastian because she thought you needed to know." Clary says lightly poking him in the arm.

"I agree with those terms." He says looking over at her and smirking.

"Afraid I'll find out something I don't like." She says laughing.

"Oh no there's plenty of that. But I just need a fresh start ... You wouldn't want to know me if you knew." He says his eyes looking pained.

"Well let's just roll with it, Herondale." She says punching his arm lightly and breaking the tension.

"Come on Fray... Let's go find our friends." He says wrapping an arm around her.

When they get back to the lounge the place is pretty much empty apart from a few stragglers. Alec and Magnus are curled up on the couch and Clary covers them with a blanket.

"I guess Izzy has disappeared with that … guy." Clary says shaking her head.

"I'll get rid of these last few people." Jace says not looking at her.

"Okay I'll be in my room... I need to get rid of this awful outfit." Clary says pulling her heels off.

"You look great, Clary." He says and she turns but he is already pushing some stragglers towards the door.

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She strips off her clothes and wipes off the 10 layers of makeup Izzy has put on her. She jumps into the shower and quickly rinses off the layer of sweat clinging to her body.

She puts on a short button up nightdress. It is made of Jersey which feels soft and cool on her hot skin. It is clings to her curves but it has cap sleeves to make it look more casual. The deep v neck shows off a hint of her cleavage. She looks down at herself suddenly worrying that Jace will take her outfit the wrong way. She shakes her head laughing and decides she is thinking too much.

She steps out of the room and Jace is propped up on her bed in his boxers and a t-shirt. His clothes are neatly folded in a pile on her bedside table and his shoes are placed carefully on the floor by the foot of her bed. She would ask him what he thinks he's doing but instead another sentence comes to mind.

"You should have told me you have OCD... I would have tidied up." She says grinning as she walks towards him.

"I don't have OCD... I just like things to be organised." He says grinning back at her.

"You can reorganise my paints in order if it would make you feel better," Clary says teasingly, "but I guess the dilemma would be whether to go for colour order or alphabetical."

"Knock it off." He says sighing.

"So I don't remember inviting you into my bed." Clary says.

"Well not explicitly but I do need somewhere to sleep ... I can't drive and Mags and Alec have taken the couch and Izzy well we both know what Izzy is doing." He says sighing.

"Okay ... But you better keep to your side of the bed, Goldilocks, and don't hog the sheets." She says in a mock serious tone. She knows she gave in a little too easily but she's enjoyed spending time with him tonight. It's been relaxing.

"From what I remember those are both things that you do..." He says lying back.

"You said you would mention anything to do with last night … There has to be a forfeit now." Clary says clapping her hands together.

"No ...I mean I was simply stating a fact I already knew... When did this forfeit rule come into place? I don't remember agreeing to this." He says gesticulating.

"It's a new rule... Starting now ... It applies to me too .. But I think the forfeit should be fitting of the crime." Clary says slowly thinking of the rules.

"Okay fine ... " He says shaking his head.

"How about you either sleep on the floor or tell me one thing you didn't want to ..." She says laughing.

"Oh... Hmm... Was it anything specific you wanted to know?" He asks, "I don't think my back could take it after ... Erm ... Prior unmentionable events..."

"Not really..." She says switching off all the lights except the lamp next to her bed.

She snuggles into the sheets.

"Hmm I can't think ... I mean there's lots but I can't pick one." He says sighing.

"Ok this isn't working well ... How about a personal question instead." Clary says switching off her lamp and plunging them into darkness.

"Okay... Sounds fair." He says.

"How many girls have you been with Jace?" she asks in a curious tone.

"Not answering that even if I could narrow it down to a number ... I haven't kept count, Clary." He says quickly huffing clearly not impressed with the question.

"So a lot then ... Hmm so I guess I could ask ... When you lost your virginity." She says shrugging.

"Well I was 13." He says chuckling, "it wasn't as memorable as I like to pretend it is."

"That is... Young. Who was it?" Clary asks intrigued.

"My violin tutor ..." He says cringing.

"You play the violin?" Clary asks.

"No ... I don't ... I was too busy doing other things with my tutor…" He says suggestively.

"Was she really old?" Clary asks wrinkling her nose ignoring him.

"No not really, she was a college student ... I think she was 18." He says shrugging.

"Who made the first move?" She asks giggling.

"She did.. Obviously." Jace says rolling his eyes.

"Why is that obvious?" Clary asks smiling at him.

"That was way more than one question." He says locking eyes with her.

"Whoops ..." She says colouring as he stares her down.

"So I get to ask you one in return, how old were you, Clary?" He asks in a nonchalant tone.

"Ugh .., I was 16..." She says staring up at the ceiling.

"That's sweet… Did you love him?" He asks softly.

"Of course, but I wasn't in love with him…" Clary says sighing.

"Who was it?" Jace asks in a curious tone.

"My best friend...Simon." Clary says blushing.

"How many guys have you been with Clary?" He asks chuckling and winking at her. She knows he is teasing her about her earlier question.

"Not answering that." She says rolling her eyes at him.

"Hmmm…" He says smirking at her and staring at her again.

"I think that's quite enough now..." She says colouring and turning away from him.

"Sweet dreams Clarissa." He says yawning.

"Good night Jace." She says as she switches off the light.

She lay on her back on her side of the bed. She could hear her breathing more clearly than usual. She needed to relax so she took deeper breaths hoping it would lull her to sleep. Instead she just felt more aware of the body next to her on the other side of the bed.

She turned to look at him he was also lying on his back his head resting back on his hands. In the darkness that was all she could make out. They were lying parallel to each other with a large gap between them. She resisted the sudden urge to close the distance and wrap herself around his body. Instead she turned away from him resting on her side until she finally fell asleep.

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When she wakes up she moans lightly yawning. Her body is surrounded by warmth and she feels light and fuzzy in a good way. It takes a moment to realise that the warmth is Jace's body pressed against her own. They have both moved to the middle of the bed and she has her back pressed to his front with both of his arms wrapped around her.

One of his arms is around her waist where her nightdress has been pulled up to her just under her breasts and the other is resting across the chest. One hand lightly gripping her covered breasts. She can feel his hardness pressed into her ass and she starts to panic. What if anyone were to discover them in this position. What if he wakes up? What would happen next?

She shifts to move away but only succeeds in pressing her ass against him further causing him to pull her closer to him in his sleep as he groans lightly. The arms around her waist tightens.

She sighs in defeat and closes her eyes again. Maybe she should just roll with it. She takes his hand from her breasts and shifts it lower so it is wrapped around her waist with the other. She closes her eyes yawning and she hates to admit she feels comfortable in his arms. She has fallen back asleep before she knows it.

So I had to cut this chapter short because the rest of it needed some work. Hope you enjoyed it regardless ...

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