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When Jace returned to his room several hours had passed and he felt quite guilty for leaving Clary alone for so long,but she didn't exactly ask him to stay,either. She was lying on her back on the bed, over the covers, her knees bent, a book leaning on her thighs. The only light in the room was the one coming from her red lamp which was now on her bed-side table. She didn't even look at him when he came in. Jace noticed a new piece of furniture by the window where there had been nothing before .

"What's that?"he asked curiously. SHe lifted her eyes from the book and gave him a bored look. One he often used himself."My vanity."

"Your what?"he approached the new piece of furniture which had make-up , make-up brushes, perfume bottles ,nail polish bottles and jewelry sprawled all over it.

She kept her eyes on the book while answering him."A table with a mirror that girls use to do their make-up,hair, etc."

"Oh."so she was a girly girl, he thought."How did you bring it here?"

"I have my ways ."she flipped a page ,not looking once at him.

"I see.I'm going to go have a shower."

"Suit yourself."

Jace went in the bathroom and closed the door behind him. He noticed the new items that belonged to her. The bathroom smelled differently. SHe must have showered recently ,he assumed. He wondered if that was what she smelled like upclose. He would find out soon enough, he thought. Although she was playing rather hard to get. He threw his clothes in the dirty laundry basket and stepped inside the shower. He asked himself why she was acting so strangely. She didn't seem so hostile earlier. What did he do ? He just left her alone in their room for over 4 hours in a place where she knew absolutely no one , while she probably waited for him to come, and maybe talk, or something. Wow, he was a jerk, He wasn't used to being careful not to hurt someone's feelings. She was his wife ,after all. He ought to be more caring.

Jace got out of the bathroom wearing only a pair of black boxers ,went to a drawer and pulled on a pair of pants and headed towards the bed. Clary tried to ignore the strong smell of boy in the room, the alluring scent of his cologne, the smell of aftershave and shower-gel. The combination was so endearing it made her want to bury her face in him and just inhale his smell. Seeing him in nothing but a pair of boxers did not help much either. His body was all muscles and runes, which was a deadly combination for her. SHe struggled to appear unfazed and kept her eyes glued to her book. She felt his weight on the bed matrice and his gaze burning her skin again. She slowly lifted her eyes from the book and placed it on the nightstand. SHe turned towards him and looked him in the eyes from under her long lashes.

It was then that Jace noticed her clothes. Or ,her lack of clothes. She was wearing pink short-shorts with a little bow on the top and a slightly loose white camisole that revealed too much of her cleavage for his own good. His eyes ran slowly over her legs ,then up her flat stomach, lingering on her breasts and then he looked at her face. She had no make-up on and in some way, it made her look younger. She still had the most beautiful face he had ever seen, there was no denying that. Her beauty was disturbing. He saw she had propped her elbow on the bed and had her head leaning on her hand."See something you like?"she smiled mischievously , playing with a strand of her hair,twisting it around her finger.

Jace returned the smile ,noticing she was flirting with him ,and scooted closer to her. But not close enough for what he planned on doing to her that night."As a matter of fact, yes."He inhaled deeply, her scent tingling his nostrils and filling his whole being. He felt the sudden urge to bury his face in her hair. It looked so soft.

She giggled, and he was relieved to see that she didn't seem to be upset with him anymore."I'm sorry I left you alone for so long.I got caught up with the boys and.. I kind of forgot.I'm not used to this whole situation yet. I hope you can forgive me."his voice was so pleasant and soothing that Clary could hear him talk for hours. She tried her best not to stare at him with her mouth open, drooling eventually."It's okay. I kept myself busy."

"Good."he said as he laid his head on the pillow and tucked his hand under it. He caught Clary looking at the tense muscles on his arms .She turned off her lamp and laid her head on the pillow as well. They looked at each other in silence ,listening to each other's even breaths , until Clary closed her eyes and gave a small , adorable sigh.

"Are you going to sleep?"Jace asked ,hoping she couldn't hear the disappointment in his voice.

"Mmm… not yet"she murmured rubbing her eyes, and got under the covers. He smiled at her with sleepy eyes. They began talking about their childhoods , about life as a shadowhunter, favorite weapons ,favourite food,about their hobbies, about almost everything except sex. Neither of them seemed willing to start on that subject. Jace did not want to push her, though he was surprised that she had not even tried to touch him , and Clary did not want to seem easy, albeit he was her husband, she had just met the guy. Talking had not been what Jace had had in mind for his first night in bed with his wife , but he had to admit he was enjoying himself. Clary was very smart, she had read plenty of books , and knew as much about demons as he did, which was a lot.

Eventually Clary's eyes gave up at around four o'clock in the morning and she fell asleep listening to Jace telling her funny stories about Simon. His voice was so melodic, she wanted to hear more of it, but was too tired.

Jace tucked her under the covers like a little baby and fell asleep listening to her breathing. He wanted to know more about her.

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