Hi.. I know I should probably hide behind a tree or something. I'm SO SORRY for not updating. I don't have any excuses I just didn't feel like writing. At all. So yeah. I hope you're not angry with me. That much. But I have to thank you for not sending me any of those "update now!" or "I want a new chapter!" messages! So thank you! Anyways, here's a new chapter!

Disclaimer: I don't own any of Cassandra Clare's characters.

Previously:

"You too." I smiled and turned to walk to Will's car. He climbed out of the black Mercedes-Benz and ran to me, offering his arm which I gratefully took and helped me into his car. He was dressed in a nice suit, with a few buttons left open on his white dress-shirt.

"You look great!" I said as I took him in.

"I know." He said and smirked. "just kidding. But you look beautiful. Really." He said smiling.

"Thanks." I blushed and smiled at him. "So, where are you taking me?" I asked as he pulled out of the drive way.

"It's a surprise!" He said mysteriously. "I hope you're not afraid of high places."

Oh no.. And I have a dress..

Will stopped the car in front of a huge building. He got out of the car, ran around it to help me.

"Welcome to my place." He said.

"Oh, you live here?" I asked admiring the view. It was really beautiful red-brick, old-looking building with huge windows. My mom would love to live in it just because of the frontage. I was almost 100 % sure it was some old factory that was now full of loft apartments.

"Yeah." He smiled. "Come on, let's go." he took my arm and pulled me after him. He opened the door and we climbed at least 5 floors up, which was way too much for me and my heels. I was breathing heavily when we finally stopped in front his apartment's door and my legs were burning because of Isabelle's torture.

"You seriously climb all these steps at least twice a day? Oh god." I panted.

"Oh no! I do have a lift!" He smirked.

"You son of a-" I began but he cut me off.

"Watch your mouth young woman." He laughed as he opened the door. "Get inside." He smiled. I slapped his arm playfully as I passed him to go inside. He came right behind me, closing the door.

I would lie if I say it wasn't the most beautiful apartment I'd ever seen. It was a loft apartment, like I had thought. The roof and the pillars were reduced concrete and the floor was made of dark wood. The biggest wall, the one where the huge windows were, was made of red bricks. A dark grey divan was placed on the other side of the room with a TV on the wall. On the left side of the massive room was a modern kitchen with an island. The cabinets were made of dark wood and all the appliances were stainless steel and to balance that the counters were made of something white. Two white bar stool was placed in front of the island. A white kitchen table with four white chairs was placed next to the kitchen, near to the huge window.

All in all it was the most beautiful apartment I'd ever seen.

"Wow. Just.. Wow." Was all I managed to get out.

"Yeah, it's pretty awesome." He smirked. "Now sit your pretty little but down and I'll go get us some wine."

I walked slowly towards the couch and admired the view. It was late already and his apartment was high enough (A/N: this can't be right...) so I could see all the city lights. I could see why he took me there. It was breathtaking. I stood a moment at the huge window before sitting down on the divan. It didn't look comfortable at all but I guess you shouldn't judge a book just by its cover. It was really soft and I could've easily fallen asleep on it.

Will came soon back with two glass of red wine and sat next to me.

"Did you look out of the window already?" He asked and I nodded. "Of course you did." He laughed. I smiled and still looked around.

"I can't believe you get to live in a place like this. This is awesome. If I had my pencil and sketchbook..." I mumbled.

"Yeah, I was pretty lucky. The previous owner was in a serious need of money and had to sell this beauty and couldn't ask much. I helped the poor guy and here I am. Though it didn't look anywhere near this awesome. My good friend, Tessa, is a designer and an architect so she offered to help me." He explained.

"That was sweet of her." I smiled. I knew he couldn't have been able to get it look so beautiful. It was pretty rough-looking with the concrete roof and pillars and dark wood floor and he dark furniture, but there were little things like a fluffy carpet on the floor and carmine red pillows on the couch to make it look more soft and cozy.

"She's awesome." He smiled. "Come on, I'll show you the bedroom. It's upstairs."

We walked the glass stairs up and there it was. In the middle of a 'room' was a huge king size bed with night stands on the both sides. One big closet with a sliding mirror door on the other side of the room and a desk on the other. And just a fence preventing you from falling back downstairs. Talk about privacy. But since Will was living there alone I probably wasn't a problem.

"Oh I love it." I said looking around. "Everything's so open. And big."

"Yeah, I prefer more open spaces." He explained. "But hey you know, this isn't the surprise I have for you. Let's go." He took my hand and pulled me with him. We went back to downstairs and he took some scarf and wrapped it around my eyes so I couldn't see a thing. He took my hand and walked me out of the door.

"Watch out, here's a step." He warned.

"No way I'm walking any steps anymore!" I whined. "Why can't we use the lift?"

"It doesn't work, Clary, it doesn't work." He sighed and lifted me up.

"Oh, okay then. Carry me, you slave." I laughed.

"Shut up or I'll drop you down right here." He warned but his voice wasn't serious.

He wasn't even breathing harder than normally when we finally reached the destination. What's wrong with him?

"Okay we're here. I'm going to put you on the ground now." He said and carefully helped me down. He turned me around and took the blindfold away.

We were on some roof and there were lights hanging from the railing, a table for two placed in the middle of the roof and candles to creat more romantic atmosphere and plants planted into flowerpots.

"Oh wow, this is so beautiful!" I turned to look at him standing behind me while I took it all in.

"I'm glad you like it. I know this is a little too much for a first date but maybe you'll survive. This is who I am. I like to do things like this." He explained scratching his neck.

"You're right." His face fell at my words." But I love it. Deep inside me lives a romantic girl who wants to live in a pink world where nothing can hurt her. Maybe it's good to give her what she wants sometimes." I laughed. Will just ruffled my hair and rolled his eyes smiling.

"Hey! Watch the hair!" I said dodging his hand. He lifted his hands up and laughed.

"Come on let's eat." He offered his forearm and I took it like a fine lady I definitely wasn't. He helped me to sit down and sat across me. He snapped his fingers and two waters came with steaming plates.

"Thank you." I murmured as the other man put the other plate on the table in front of me.

"Anything you need, Miss?" He asked.

"A glass of water would be great, thank you." I answered.

He nodded and went to get my water. He came back with a glass and a water bottle.

"Thank you." I smiled to him and he smiled back before going back inside.

"What is this place? Some private restaurant?" I asked.

"Those guys were my friends, they are learning to be cooks someday and there's a kitchen behind that door. This is some old cooking school that had all teaching kitchens upstairs and this is the only one left. This is good practise for them so don't worry." He said.

"Oh good. I thought you had hired some expensive professional cooks to make food for us."

We ate talking about ourselves and our pasts. He was born in England but he had moved with his two sisters to live with his cousins when they were little because their parents died in a car accident. But then their aunt and uncle were murdered and their cousin, Jonathan, was sent to live with his parents' good friends and Will and his sisters were sent to their grandmother. Later his older sister, Ella, and their grandmother died in a fire, so that left Will and his little sister, Cecily, alone. Will was old enough to take care of Cecily so the social authorities didn't separate them.

"Oh I'm so sorry! My past isn't anywhere near that awful!" I was horrified.

"It's okay, it's been a long time since that happened. It doesn't hurt anymore to talk about it. But enough of me. Tell me about you. I want to hear where does this spitfire come from."

We got up from the table and went to sit on a small couch and watched the city that never sleeps as I told him about my parents' divorce and about Luke and Max. I told him where I was from and talked about my childhood. But like I warned him, my story wasn't that interesting.

"Do you have a lot of friends back in your hometown?" Will asked.

I shook my head. "No, just a few. My best friend's Simon but he's moving to Canada in a few months so I'm not going to see him that much anymore. But I guess it's not that bad actually. We've grown apart a little during last two years. We used to be really close but something got between us. I don't know if it's the years or his new band mates. Don't ask. He's the worst in playing any instruments, as all the guys are. It's horrible. And then there's Maya and Jordan. A couple. Always together. I'm sure they'll get married in two years." I took a deep breath and looked at him smiling at me.

"What?" I asked.

"Nothing, it's just fascinating to look at you when you rant about your friends. You have at least a million different expressions and you scrunch your nose when you're annoyed. I've noticed that many times during this evening. And you talk with your hands" He smiled and tapped my nose. I blushed and looked away.

"Hey, it's cute." He said and grabbed gently my chin and turned my face to him. "Is it alright to kiss you though it's only our first date?" He asked whispering. I didn't trust my voice so I just nodded.

Smiling he gently cupped my cheeks and brought his face near mine. His nose brushed lightly against mine and I took a quick breath in before his lips were like feathers on my lips. I tried to deepen the kiss but he laughed silently and pulled back so our lips weren't touching anymore.

"Slow down, Tiger." He breathed and I sighed as he laughed. Ever so slowly he brought his lips back to mine and kissed me. My hands wandered their way to his neck and my fingers wrapped themselves into his black hair. And then it was over.

"Not too much sugar on one night." He joked but luckily for me his voice was rough and husky too. I laughed and unwrapped my hands from his neck and pulled away but Will wrapped me into a tight hug, burying his face into my hair. I nuzzled my face into his neck and breathed in his scent.

Hours later I was sitting in his car on my way to home. Too soon we reached the Herondales' house and he shut down the engine so the girls wouldn't wake up. He leaned over the center console and took my face into his hands, and before I realised he was kissing me again. This one was more desperate and rough, his hands in my hair definitely ruining the soft curls and making it look like a nest. My hand cupped his cheeks and I stroked his cheekbones with my thumbs. Finally we pulled apart and both were breathing heavily. I leaned back against the seat and he put his head against the steering wheel and looked at me catching his breath. Then he quickly took my face again and gave my lips a single, slow kiss. I reached to opened the door and got out closing the door behind me. Will opened the window and leaned closer.

"Good night Clary. Sleep well, I'll call you tomorrow." He said softly and smiled.

"Good night Will and thank you." I said back. He nodded before starting the engine and drove away. I looked as he turned around the corner before walking to the front door.

All the lights were off and the door was locked. I had to dig my purse for a while before my hand touched the keys and I managed to get the door open. I closed it as quietly as I could before taking off my high heels and walking towards the stairs. I noticed a flashing lights coming from the living room and went to look who was still watching TV. It was Jace, sleeping on the couch, feet lifted onto the coffee table and head resting against his hand on the arm of the couch.

I put down my purse and shoes and walked over to Jace's sleeping form. He mumbled something in his sleeps as I tried to get him lay down. I took his legs and pulled and pushed them on the couch and moved his head from the arm of the sofa onto a pillow I put under his head. I took a blanket from the armchair and put it over Jace. Poor little thing had waited for me to come home but sleep took him by surprise and he fell asleep on the couch. I stroked his golden silky hair before kissing his temple and whispering good night. I turned off the TV and write him a note where I told him I was home and alright. I tip-toed up the stairs and went to my room to change clothes. 10 minutes later after washing the make-up away and changing into my PJ's I was laying on my bed as I heard steps on the staircase. There was a knock on my door. I told them to come in and the door opened and a sleepy Jace came in. He had apparently woke up after I'd left the living room and had read the note. He sat down on the bed and yawned.

"So did you have fun?" his voice was husky and sleepy. His eyes were darker amber, not same light they were normally. Was he mad at me?

"I did, thank you for asking." I smiled carefully at him.

"Good, good." He said quietly and yawned again. "Maybe I'll just go to sleep." He murmured and got up but stumbled on his own feet falling on the floor. I quickly got up and helped him up wrapping my arms around his waist to get him up and stand on his own feet. I kept my hand around his waist for a while to make sure he was capable to stand but suddenly he wrapped his arms loosely around me and bent down and then his lips were on mine. I didn't have time to refuse the kiss when he lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist and my hands into his hair. He walked forward until his knees hit the bed and we fell on it. He was on top of me and kissing me passionately and who was I to refuse. My legs were between his legs and my hand were roaming under his t-shirt. His soft hands wandered their way under my top as well and to my breasts. He gently touched them and my back was already arching. He moved his hands to my back and pulled me into him. I took off his t-shirt and threw it on the floor. After a while I pulled away and untangled myself from him, backing away. He breathed heavily and got up.

"I.. I uh.. probably should go." He stuttered. I nodded and he went to the door.

"Umm. Good night.. I.. I'll see you.. Tomorrow." He managed to get out and quickly went out of the room after picking up his t-shirt. I fell against the pillows and threw my hands over my face.

Oh shit. Shit, shit, shit, shit.

Hi! Like I said, I'm so sorry for not updating. I don't have any excuses other than I just didn't feel like writing. But now I did! I hope you liked it, I thought really long if I should put the last Jace and Clary thing in this chapter but then I thought 'Why not..?!' and put it in there.

Please tell me was my choice right or did it come too fast? And tell me your opinion of this chapter, it would be awesome!

/jbm33