A/N/: So I figure there are two things I need to do. The first is to apologise for the agonisingly slow update. I'm sorry I have a bunch of lame excuses that I could use but you probably don't want to read about my life's problems. You want to read about Clary and Jace's. The second thing is say thank-you for all the amazing reviews and just to say one of my excuse is that have you ever been so caught up in a book/series that you couldn't do anything else but read? well that's been me especially since Finale came out (last book in the Hush, Hush series by Becca Fitzpatrick, one of my favourite series) So yeah.

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enjoy :) review and let me know what you think. By the way this chapter is nothing but fluff, but it's Clace fluff so it's okay :)


CHAPTER 6

When Jon kisses me it's hard and passionate and it's like a raging fire, it's rough and scary. Jace is anything but.

Jace's is like growing warmth, starting in my lips which slowly seeps through my veins, wrapping around bones, incapacitating me. It's slow and safe and gentle, it's magical. He knows how to kiss, he knows how to make the other a party feel it, and I felt it.

You better believe I felt it.

Tingles radiated my body from my lips to my feet, making my hand reach up and wrap itself in his hair; which is impossibly soft and silky. My other hand cups his cheek and feels along the rough stubble, he obviously hasn't shaved today I think to myself.

Jace wraps a strong arm around my waist pulling me closer to him, my body seems to fit to his. He must play a lot of soccer, I think that or go to the gym every day. Jace is hard not a soft bit a fat anywhere on his chiselled body. But he's muscled in the lean leopard-y way not like those ripped, bulging with muscles kind of guys. My hand trails down to play with the hair at the back of his neck.

His other hand threads through my hair and I lean into the kiss. I don't know how long we stay like that but eventually we pull away and just stare at each other. Both of our gazes are unreadable there are too many emotions to find a solid grasp on one.

"That was…" I breathe staring at the ground our foreheads still pressed together.

"Yeah," he agrees, we are both breathing heavily.

"I should,"

"Go?" he his eyes flick to mine, "Yeah that's probably a good idea."

We both wait for me to actually move but my body is rooted to this position, finally I manage to move and somehow walk away. I don't see anything in front of me as I walk, my mind still hazy from the kiss. There was a part of me that wanted to go running back to him and kiss him like there was no tomorrow, then there was the rational part of my brain that was trying to remind the irrational part that I have a boyfriend. There's another part of me though quite a large part in my heart that hurts every step I take father away.

"Clary, wait," Jace's voice reaches me and my heart soars I turn back around wild tendrils of red flowing around me, "Do you um, want to hang out today?" He asks awkwardly, I never thought I would see Jace awkward.

I tired incredibly hard not to let the excitement bubble out of my mouth at the thought of spending the day (possibly kissing) with him. "Yeah," I smile a genuine smile, "I'd like that."

"But I should change first" I say gesturing at my faintly sweaty shirt and shorts, "and my hair is… well you can probably see for yourself" I say waving my hand as the tumble weed that is probably my hair.

He laughs, "I like the hair, it's endearing," He says walking over to me, "And the outfit is great, I love Blink."

"fine but if everyone laughs at me, and then you for being seen with me. Just know that it's your fault," I say not very seriously.

He laughs again, "If anyone see's you they will think 'who is that amazingly hot person... And who is the girl next to him?'" Now it's my turn to laugh and punch him lightly in the stomach. He catches my hand and holds it there for a second then lets it go, but not before I feel the electric shock touching him caused me, I can tell by his face that he felt it too.

"So this is a pretty small town. Where are we going to go, since I'm not going to be able to change hopefully somewhere where no one from our school is," I say grasping hold of his hand and tugging him along.

"Well let's just walk and see where our feet take us," he entwines his fingers through mine and we wonder across the field.

We walk and talk and laugh and for a while I don't think I just let myself be. Our feet end up taking us to a strip of thrift stores with lots of people selling some rather bizarre things. We decide to look through every store one after another. There are a few people mostly older parents who look at us with disapproving expressions as we doing something that causes us to erupt into loud laughter then trying to contain ourselves for the sake of the other customers. I don't miss the sales clerks wistful gaze and Jace and I have a great time.

When we reach to about the 7th shop, I look down at my watch started to see that it's already 2pm, I barely notice it before but I was ravenous.

"Do you want to have lunch?" I ask Jace and tell him the time.

"Great idea, I'm starving and I know just the place," He looks excited about where he's going and I begin to wonder where he's taking me. We round a few blocks before reaching a peculiar looking building, The store front is a deep blue and glittery with silver calligraphy scrawled perfectly across the glass; 'Magnus's Moonlight Café'

My eye's wonder questioningly to Jace, he smiles at my incredulous expression, "Trust me," he says.

Taking my hand he drags me into the dark café, it's actually really cool. There is almost a magical feel to it, there's the standard table chairs counter set up. In the corner there's a mysterious looking door that says 'Magic Room' above the doorway.

"Um, Jace what is this place?" I ask unconsciously moving closer to his side, the people in this place look a bit shady. Although they would have reason to be afraid of me, then me of them.

"This is the best café in town…. Don't tell Simon I said that," he winks then the barrister at the counter caught his eye, "Alec!" he shouts and the dark haired boy looks up and smiles his eyes wonder to me then back to Jace.

"Hey Jace, who's this?" he asks nodding to me from behind what I think is a coffee machine.

"This is Clary, Clary this is my good friend Alec, he graduated from Idris high last year." I smile at Alec and he nods hello to me.

"Did I hear… " A voice says coming out of the 'Magic Room' The voice belongs to a young man, he's half Asian with spiky black glittery hair and cat eye contacts, his choice of fashion is… bold. At least that's one way to describe it, he's wearing tight leather pants with a white silk T-shirt and a red sparkly vest over the top. He grins when he sees us revealing perfect white teeth, "Jace, what a pleasant surprise, and who is this?" His cat like eye glint mischievously.

"Clary," I interjected before Jace could say anything. He held out his hand for me to shake, he hand pale hands with long fingers and pointed nails. I carefully slide my small hand into his and his hand instantly turns mine over so he can look at my palm. My eyes find Jace and shoot him a panicky glance at Jace, but he has an amused smile on his lips and nods his head encouragingly.

"Hmmm," The cat like man says mulling over my palm and tracing a few lines. "I'm Magnus by the way he says and lets go of my hand, "Alex will take your order and I'll talk to you later," he smiles and sweeps from the room.

My eyes follow his graceful movements before wandering curiously back to Jace, "Wow," Is all I can say before Alec interrupts asking for our orders.

Jace orders something that sounds chocolaty and I order my usual coffee, skinny latte, no sugar, no flavour. Jace bursts out laughing at my choice and then looks at me.

"You can't be serious," He says when he is able to speak, "That has got to be the most boring coffee I have ever heard of."

I open my mouth with a retort when Jace interrupts telling Alec that I will have a spicy chai latte, full fat. "What?" I splutter, I can't remember eating anything that wasn't incredibly healthy or at least low fat since I was a child.

Jace drags me to a sparkly table and we sit down. He tells me about what teachers to avoid and I tell him what teachers I have, he makes a few comments. When he starts asking about my life in New York I give vague answers and I try to turn the conversation to him.

"So where did you used to live?" I ask him sipping my coffee (which tastes delicious by the way… not that I'd tell Jace that).

He hesitates before answering, "Um, California," He says at last. I know the signs of lying and either answering straight away or too late a tell-tale signs. I decide not to pull him up on it, everyone has secrets. God knows I have more than my fair share.

The conversation continues, talking about everything and nothing. When we finish our meals, Jace pays.

"I'll pay you back," I say as he hands over the money I left the house this morning without one, like an idiot.

Jace seems to find this funny as he laughs before saying "don't be silly, the man always pays" I wanted to do the feminist thing, but something about the smile he flashed me did something to my heart, it fluttered.

"f-fine" I stutter trying hard to not show what his smile does to me. After he pays and leaves a large tip, I smile; I hate people who leave stingy tips. We walk out into the glowing light of the afternoon.

"What time is it?" I ask squinting against the sudden brightness.

"Four o'clock, there's still plenty of time." He says after looking at his wrist watch. We begin to walk down the street, we're towards the edge of town I can see the trees at the end of the road, that's basically all there is around here; Trees.

Jace's hand finds mine as we meander along. With a pang I think of Jon, he doesn't deserve this. But then again he's not here, and this is just going to be a little fling. I know that… except when the sun hits Jace's hair just right and it shines like a halo around his head. I've spent my whole life living, no, training to be in the shadows, to hunt others in the shadows with me, when even just walking along the street with Jace brings me into the light.

Thinking of Jon kills the mood a little for me and I think Jace notices because he squeezes my hand and tugs me off the path into the shrubs on the side of the road. I shoot him a questioning glance but follow watching my feet on the uneven terrain.

We walk for about fifteen minutes into the woods, I can hear running water close by as we Jace and I push through the ferns.

"Just round here," Jace says and uses a knife tucked into his belt to cut his way through the branches, he must have been planning to come here earlier I decide as the only explanation as why he would have a knife on him. I don't take out the knife concealed in my underwear but I can't help but admire his knife. It's not one you would see around here, I push it to the back of my mind as I follow him.

I don't have to duck under a lot of branches because I'm so short so when I walk under the final branch what I see takes my breath away. I understand where the running water comes from now; tucked into the dense bush is a small waterfall, crystal clear water falls from the slightly moss covered rocks into what looks like quite a deep pool of water at the bottom. The water is so clean you can see the grey pebbles that line the pool it's shallower farther out and leads into a tiny clearing just big enough for Jace and I to stretch out on. The grass is dotted with tiny wild flowers and is cropped short, it looks lush and green.

"It's beautiful," I breathe in wonder, "how did you find this place?" I ask cautiously stepping forward we are on top on the waterfall, a slight spray drifts of the rushing water, instantly cooling any sweat I worked up on the hike to here.

Jace looks down embarrassed he seems oddly vulnerable here, "I err, When I first moved here, I got angry a lot," He looks at me sheepishly, "I didn't want to be move. I used to hike a lot to try and calm down and I stumbled across this place one day," He looks up at me, his eyes look worried as if he's scared about something. I don't know what he's worried about I want to reassure him, except I've never been good at that thought of thing so I change the subject (next best option).

"So how do we get down?" I ask looking for a way to climb to the bottom of the falls, Jace loses his shyness and smiles a smile that sends shivers down my spine. A smile that matches the twinkle in his eyes. Warily I back away and he turns predatory, for every step I take back he takes one forward. The wind rushes beneath my feet and looking down I can see the water under me one more step and I'm over the edge.

"You wouldn't," I say my voice trembling a little, his smiles widens.

"wanna bet?" He asks and lunges for me, I could have moved out of the way but some weird strange part of me wanted him to catch me. I scream as the air breaks around me as Jace and I tumble into the water. I was right the water is very deep, we don't touch the bottom of the pool. The water is cool and refreshing after the warm day I've had, it washes this morning sweat of me, the only problem is that I'm am soaking wet and don't have a towel. When we resurface apart from each other, I glare at him.

"Y-you are s-so dead," I say shivering in the air above the water. Jace grins a cocky smile and that about does me. I shove the water in front of me so it splashes up hitting him in the face. He coughs and splutters on some of the water he accidently swallowed. I laugh when he glares at me, squealing joyfully I start to swim away but he has an advantage being larger than me he catches up with my instantly. Wrapping an arm around my body he drags me against him. Even in the water cool water, where ever Jace touches me my skin heats up.

I spin around in his arms just before he dives under the water, taking me with him. I choke and hit him under the water but he smiles and then resurfaces. When I finish choking I narrow my eyes, I open my mouth but he stops me from saying anything by covering it with his own. My mind is instantly in sensory over load as a million different feelings rush through me. Our first kiss was a shock and new this one, although still a shock, was different. This one was fun, where the first one had been passionate this was light, it had a humorous feel to it, when we break apart we are smiling at each other. Swimming over to the edge of the pool, we drag ourselves on to the grass and lay there, we laugh, kiss and have whispered conversations about absolutely nothing at all and it's nice. We don't notice when the sky turns dark, the night is warm and I lie against Jace, my eye's drifting shut as I listen to his steady heartbeat.