Have you ever been in love?

Mark your answer: YES [X] NO [ ]

You have 4 minutes and 30 seconds.

1. You can still smell her shampoo on your pillow. YES [X] - NO [ ]

She was beautiful when she slept. Of course, she was always beautiful, but when she slept she looked like something torn straight from the pages of a fantasy novel. And she was his wife. His wife. He had no idea how he'd gotten so lucky. He laid there like that for who knows how long, watching her sleep. Watching the rise and fall of her chest. Watching her nose crinkle, her lips lift in an almost smile, her eyebrows move together, her body reacting to the dreams playing out in her mind. He watched her even as she stirred, rubbing at her eyes before opening them to meet his. The look in those emerald green eyes told him she knew exactly what he'd been doing. He grinned at being caught.

"You were watching me sleep again, weren't you?" She said in a sleepy voice.

He brushed her red hair out of her eyes, revealing even more freckles on her face. His silence was answer enough for her. "Creeper." She said teasingly, tipping up the left side of her lips at him.

He shrugged innocently. "I can't help but looking; the view is just too irresistible."
She laughed. "Okay, that was either incredibly sexy or incredibly cheesy."

He turned his head into his pillow, one breath in filling his senses with the smell of her shampoo.

"I'm hoping you'll go with sexy." He said into the pillow.

"Ya know, I think I will."

He lifted his head and pressed a kiss to the freckle at the tip of her nose, then on one at her cheek, and kept going until he had made it to her lips. "Good decision." He kissed her then, threading his fingers through her hair, bringing her closer to him. She broke away from the kiss slowly, her eyes still closed. "Jace..." She protested.

"Clary." He returned, kissing her again.

"We have places to be..."

"So?"

Again.

"Jobs to go to..."

"And?"

And again.

"And..." It was barely a whisper. They turned, a tangle of limbs. The alarm clock beeped, and Clary reached over and unplugged it. "Responsibilities are overrated anyways, right?" She said with a mischievous grin.

"Right." He agreed.