When I woke up the room was just as dark as when I fell asleep. I was sure that outside was a pretty sunny day, but damn, I have to ask Jace form where he got those curtain because I want some. A swift movement made me aknowledge that there was another person in the bed. I opened my eyes again, trying to figure out some lines. I saw the walls, clean and white, a closet which had its doors pen, showing a bunch of black clothes neatly arranged. I saw a dusty guitar forgotten in a corner and a bookshelf full of titles I know. Than it hit me. That wasn't the guest room. That meant I barge into Jace's room the other night. I slowly rised my head to see Jace.

-Fuck, I whispered under my breath.

I laid on my back, trying to think fast. What am I supposed to do now If I move to much, he will wake up and damn that will do me some trouble. I slowly moved my legs out of the bed. Silence. I moved my back a little bit. Silence. I grabbed my bra form the nighstand. Silence. I tried to stand up from the bed.

-Did you really that sharing my bed with another person is so unnoticeable?

I froze. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I slowly turned to face him, probably wearing the most stupid smile I had plastered on my face in my entire life.

-I must have mistaken the room. Never been here before, remember?

-It is weird how tonight you got by me by mistake all the time.

-What do you mean?

-Come sit by me. It's uncomfortable to speak this way.

I let my bra fall back on the floor and sat next to him, although I felt uncomfortable as hell. He was half naked after all. I felt like putting my bra on him so I wouldn't have to be distracted by him. He looked amused by me but for the first time, I felt like he had all the rights.

-Well, I am sorry that I barged in and carelessly disturbed your beauty sleep but I would really like to go now.

-Why? It is so early! And after all, it an all weekend party. The fun had just begun.

-I think I would prefer to go home. But I really had fun tho.

I tried to stand up but he already grabbed my wrist and dragged me back, only closer to him. I glared at him. I heard so many stories about his golden eyes, how magnificent they were but I would describe them more like yellow, reminding me of a wolf. I was not impressed but this picture. While I let my thoughts get the most of my conscience, Jace freed my wrist and started drawing circles on my arm.

-You look rather distressed. What are you thinking about?

I looked back at him, trying to recollect myself but I was again distracted by his face. It was pretty angular and sharp, his blond locks somehow repairing the harshness of his features. He was pale, glowing in the darkness like a ghost. It inspired fear. Suddenly, Jace drew the curtains letting the light change him completely.

-Clary? Are you ok? He said while getting closer to my face. I looked him straight in the eyes to see the golden eyes everybody was talking about. But that was not all. His skin didn't look ghostly anymore. It was like porcelain. His blonde hair embraced his figure perfectly and his features were perfectly cut. Like a statue, he was watching me losing it. He was somehow inspecting me to see if I was still there, so close that I could touch. I found it kinda funny, so I chuckled. He smiled softly and asked:

-You find it funny to stare at people in the morning?

-Sometimes.

He hugged me, which was unexpected. It was peaceful to be like this. But I was still amazed by how much inspiration he gave me in just one glimpse, so I was kind of generous.

-What do you want to do now, Clary? I don't mind staying like this but at least, you could hug me back so I won't feel pathetic.

I laughed hard at this one and after I hugged him back he joined me. Somehow he managed to get closer to my face than before, leaving a tension between us. I knew what he wanted but I simply couldn't give him what he wanted.

-C'mon Clary, give me what I want. It's not even that much, he said, his eyes praying to let him close at least once.

I was ready to say no when a brilliant thought crossed my mind. With my motto in my mind, I said:

-With one condition.

-Anything, he promised with anticipation.

-You have to pose for me.

-Like, naked? He chuckled.

-No, not naked. I have an idea and I need a model. You've got the features. That's it.

-It is fine with me. More times to hang out without needing to pin you to the wall.

I smiled and said nothing more. I would do anything for art and all I needed for my portofolio was a portret. But that was going to be like no other. Jace go closer, waiting for my permission. I leaned on him, slowly brushing my lips on his. When I tried to get closer tho, Jace cracked and pushed me away. I raised my eyebrows, questioning him.

-I changed my mind.

-Hey, you can't just change your mind in the middle of it!

- Stay these two more days. I can drive you home and take what you need for the painting. But you stay here and you are not gonna get so drunk again, not going to kiss random boys. You can either sleep here, it doesn't bother me or go to the guest room. Just stay, you can keep Izzy around and even bring Simon.

I was stunned.