Clary's spirits were high when they reached the restaurant. She hadn't seen such beauty since the fair folk kingdom. The restaurant was a sloped roofed building, the interior had a waterfall cascading down the far back wall, into a coy pond. She was surrounded on every wall with a master piece from countless different, famous, artists. There were no tables except for one. It was in the center of the room surrounded by red flower petals. And, the silver was so shiny it could likely kill a vampire (well, not Simon that is). Jace pulled out my chair, and I pecked him on the cheek and sat down. He helped me slide my chair in and then sat in front of me. A single candle separated us. It's glow reached towards him, lighting up his face and eyes, giving his perfect golden hair a halo.

My Angel.

Jace.

He is so beautiful. I watch and Jace dramatically whisks his hair out of his face. "Are you staring at me?" I reach across the table and touch his hand. I smile with pleasure and making him flinch with my touch.

"Is there a problem with that?" I look down faking embarrassment.

"Well, no. I mean I am absolutely to die for and all. So, I can understand how it could be hard not to become entranced with my looks, but Clary, my darling, as I have said before, staring is rude and very unbecoming of such a fine woman like yourself." He looks at me and his face shows absolute seriousness.

I sit there with my mouth gaping open Jace looking confused says, "What?"

I chuckle to myself. "Nothing. Why don't we order our dinner?" At that he straitens up and calls to our waiter. He orders for the pair of us. When the waiter is out of sight I ask "Did you seriously just order us roasted duck?!"

He grins at my exclamation, "Yes, I did. Are you okay with that? I could always get you something else, if you like." Not wanting to seem weak and non-courageous, I agree to the dinner choice. When it arrived at the table it looked just like a duck. Poor thing, I thought, it didn't deserve this fate. But, when Jace handed me a leg I swallowed my pride and pretended it was just a chicken. I took a bite and was surprised to discover its amazing flavor. I could see Jace grinning at me, his eyes saying, "I told you so!" I just took another bite, savoring the taste. When we finished Jace leaned back and asked me, "so, how was it? It was good right? Best thing you've ever had. Am I right?"

I just looked at him and shrugged "eh. It was okay. I tried to suppress my smile but I failed. And, Jace saw that I failed. "Okay fine, it was amazing. There is nothing else like it that could compare."

"Alright I will accept that answer." Jace had spotted something and said "Ooh look, our desert is here!" I smiled but on the inside my stomach was protesting with a great passion.

. . . .

Clary and Jace walked down the street. Jace noticed Clary's cheeks were a little pink and that her arms felt frozen so he shucked off his jacket and draped it over her shoulders. She stood on her toes and kissed him. "Thank you" she whispered against his lips. A growl then, escaped him and he pulled her close. He kissed her with a passion filled with need and want. She responded by pressing her body against his and running her fingers through his hair. I while running my hands down her body I felt clary shiver, I followed every curve, and then made my way back up again, I stopped at her dress strap, moving it aside I kissed her shoulder. Clary moaned and let go of my hair. She mover her hands down my chest and said breathlessly, "Jace, Could we, perhaps, make our way home now?

I took that in stride and grabbed her hand. "Of course we can. We can do whatever you want." I smiled and we headed off at a quicker pace, down the road towards our own freedom.