Woehoew, new chapter! :p I just felt like writing this, and I think it will give you a little more insight in why Clary acts to Jace the way she does...

I woke up by the smell of food, and I leisurely opened my eyes to find out where the delicious scent came from. I laid in a king size bed in a beautiful decorated bedroom. Gold and white were combined into a simple yet sophisticated design, giving you the feeling that you were true royalty. Everything about the room breathed wealth. The thick golden drapes, the giant fireplace, the impossibly soft bed sheets that were wrapped around my body… As the memories of last night came back, I felt how I started to blush. I didn't know how Jace did it, but he always managed to enchant me, and then I ended up like this… In his suite, in his bed… naked. I looked around, trying to find my dress, but I couldn't find it anywhere near me. It took me a couple minutes before I found at least my underwear and Jace's shirt, and I hesitantly left the room, slightly afraid for what I would find there.

I walked into a giant living room that was decorated as luxurious as the room I had just left. The left side was entirely made of glass, showing a beautiful view on the city. The other side was… just as beautiful… Jace was standing in an open kitchen, baking pancakes and looking unfairly sexy. His hair was the perfect kind of right-out-of-bed-messy, his naked torso perfectly tanned, and his smile… well his smile…

"Hi", he said, his voice still a bit husky from sleep, and I couldn't stop myself from smiling back. "Hi", I said shy, sitting down on the countertop and taking in his baking skills. "This smells amazing." I admitted, and I saw how his smile grew even bigger. "I know" he said arrogant, but he did reach for a plate and gave me a pancake. "Thanks, asshole." I said, giving him a little nudge with my elbow before taking a bite of the divine smelling food.

"I can't believe I did this…" I said honestly, standing in front of the enormous window and looking out over the city. "Again." I heard how Jace, who had still been eating, put down his cutlery. "And I can't believe you really hate me so much…" he sighed. I turned around. "No Jace, it's not like that! I mean, I… I don't hate you. I just… I don't trust your kind of guys." Jace smiled half-heartedly. "My kind of guys? What kind of guys is that exactly?" I rolled my eyes. "Come on Jace, you know what I mean." He stared at me, and for a moment, I really doubted if he knew what I meant. "No Clary" he said, "I don't, so enlighten me so we can finally clear this up." I looked away again, trying to explain him how I felt about him. "You are the kind of guy who is…" I took a deep breath, trying to find the right words. "The kind of guy who is rich… and handsome… and charming, and you totally know how perfect you are. That's the kind of guy I don't trust… The kind of guy who always gets whatever he wants, because everyone adores them. And so he becomes a jerk, because even if he is a complete asshole, people still give him what he wants, because they are all enchanted by the money and the status and the charm." I waited for a reaction, but there wasn't one, making me turning around and checking his face. And it was so deeply sad, that I felt guilt wash all over me. "You sound like you have met a lot of those guys…" he said softly, almost defeated, and I slowly nodded. "I have. And they have hurt me over and over again. And every time again I fell for them, I believed they were different, and every time again I ended up on my couch, crying my heart out and swearing I would never ever fall in love again." Jace didn't apologize, and I appreciated it, because it was not his fault, and there were no words that could make the pain I felt less hurtful, less dominant, less self-consuming. "Look Clary, I am not going to say I am perfect. Not even close. But I can only swear to you that I don't want to hurt you. I know you must have heard this a thousand times before, but I am still gonna say it, because I really do believe it… I am not like the other guys, I swear. And you don't need to believe me right now, but I swear I will try to prove it to you, so I can have a fair shot in being with you. And I may not know what love is, but I do wanna try and find it out." I sighed. I just didn't know what to say. I felt how my heart was fluttering like a newborn butterfly, with hesitations, but at the same time so eager to spread its wings en fly. For the first time since I had met Jace, it felt like… he actually sounded entirely sincere. "Clary, please, say something! At least give me a chance!" he brought out frustrated, and the words were out of my mouth before I really thought about it. "I think it's already too late to get rid of you…"

In two steps, Jace was right in front of me, grinning from ear to ear as he picked me up and swirled me around like I weighed nothing. I couldn't help but laugh at his enthusiasm, and for a moment I did not wonder if this was a good decision or not. Because it felt right, and that was all what counted. Jace had put me down, but he did not take his hands away from my hips as he looked at me like he was memorizing my face just as much as I was taking in his. "Have I already told you today how amazing you look?" he said, as he let his eyes glide over my body like it was an art piece he was studying. A blush appeared on my face, and I couldn't help but look away. I had been alone for so long, that I wasn't used to real intimacy like this. Sure, I had had one nightstand, but for such a long time, I had been missing out on all the feelings and emotions that hid behind all those actions. The sweetness, the thoughtfulness, the support. And I knew he had noticed it, as he laid his hand under my chin and lifted my head up. And as he looked into my eyes, I felt a knot tightening in my stomach. "How can you not know how mesmerizing you are?" he wondered, making me blush even more than I already was. "I am not" I mumbled, my voice trailing away as he placed a feathery kiss on my temple. "Yes you are." he whispered against my skin, trailing further down and placing a kiss on my cheek. "You are absolutely stunning, and one day I will make you see it too." "You are crazy!" I brought out, and as his lips slowly touched mine, I felt how a little sigh escaped from my lips. Because I couldn't deny that he affected me in ways I could have never imagined. His lips trailed to my ear, and I gulped difficult. "I'll tell you a secret." he whispered, "all the best people are." And after that, he pulled me right into his arms and kissed me passionately. And it was so damn hard to pull away, as all my body wanted was to give in and never let go of this miraculous feeling that made me forget every single problem I had ever had in my life. "I said I was willing to give you a chance... I did not say that I would sleep with you again." I said with a smile as I pulled away a few centimeters, trying to ignore his strong arms around my waist and his perfectly build body leaning against mine. "And I said that I would prove how beautiful you are." he said, before kissing me long and slow, entirely annihilating all my protests.

He started slowly unbuttoning the shirt I was wearing, his eyes asking for permission, and I knew I could never resist him when he was like this. So sweet and at the same time so damn sexy... His lips trailed down from my mouth and down to my throat, only stopping as he reached the lace border of my bra. I felt his hot breath on my skin, felt his hands discovering the bare skin of my back, and a shiver ran over my entire body. I wanted him so much it almost hurt... I pulled him up again, heatedly kissing his lips as I tried to pull him as close as possible, and his bare skin against mine was driving me completely insane. Jace's hands rand down the outline of my body, from my face to my thighs, before picking me up and pushing me against the window behind me. We were both out of breath and I felt his heart beating, and I was more alive than I had ever been. "You. Are. So. Gorgeous." Jace brought out between kisses, and as he sucked the place right under my ear, I couldn't stop myself from moaning. "I want you. Now" I whispered in his ear, and I felt how he only grabbed me tighter as he dragged me up to his room. He groaned slightly as I took of the shirt I was wearing entirely, before pushing me onto his bed and hovering over me. I dragged down his pants before turning us around so I was lying on top of him. He was only wearing boxers now, and I let my hands run over his muscled stomach and chest, not able to believe how anything as perfect as him could exist.

So jeah uhm... tell me what you thought of that :) I hope it's a bit what you wanted:) xoxo N.