Love To

Chapter 17:

I sat with Isabelle and Alec in front of the roaring fireplace of the library. Jace was showering and Isabelle had just returned from that event. Isabelle was picking at the blanket, excitement and fear chasing each other in her eyes.

"So you like him then?" I smiled.

"Like's not quite the word…" She smiled sheepishly. An embarrassed Isabelle was a rare sight.

"Well are you going to tell him?" I pressed. It was either her or me and I was praying it would be her.

"I don't know if he even likes me. Maybe I could make him jealous or something. I could see if that Magnus would help me out there, I'm pretty sure he likes me." She grinned. I glanced at Alec, his jaw was grinding, his face pale.

"I don't think so Isabelle. He's as straight as an Arby's French fry." Alec's face cleared with relief as Isabelle put two and two together. I mean the guy wore glitter, was that not a dead give-away?

"What should I do Clary? You know him better than I do!"

"Just talk to him." I tried to reassure her, but we dropped the conversation as Jace walked in, ruffling his wet hair. He sat on the other side of me, curling his arm around my waist and practically pulling me on to his lap.

"Well what shall we do?" He asked casually.

"Sleep sounds great." I muttered. He winked down and stood, holding his hand out. "Shall we then?" He pulled me off the couch.

"I'll be there in a second. I do need something to sleep in and I need to call my mother." He sighed theatrically, dropping my hand and leaving the room. Isabelle left next, her strut was not as precise as usual. I waited until I heard the door shut, and then turned to Alec.

"A thank you would be nice." I smiled down on Alec. He stared at me, the color leaving his face. He swallowed, "Thanks Clary." His voice was rough.

"Any time!" I winked and he gave me a small smile.

"How did you know though?"

"I might not have great grades, but I am not an idiot. I see the way Magnus looks at you and I'm hoping you feel the same way." He only nodded. After a few moments he stood, wrapping his arms around me.

"Thank you, really. You have no idea how hard I've tried to keep everyone in the dark, but now at least I have a little flame to keep me company." He ruffled my hair.

"Oh you!" I smirked playfully and with one final hug, left the library. I sent a quick text to my mom, saying I was staying with Isabelle and went to Jace's room. He was lounging on the bed, reading some book casually.

"I thought you needed pajamas?" He smirked looking over my outfit.

"Oh I am wearing them." I smiled slyly and he raised a golden eyebrow. Screw you! I thought. I had never been able to do that. I started to undo my jeans, sliding them off. Jace tried to play it off, but his eyes darkened. I smiled to myself, oh the cleverness of me. I slipped my hair out of its knot, letting the curls fall down my back. I heard the book land with a thud on the bedside table. I turned slightly, seeing Jace snake his way closer to me.

My fingers tangled in his hair, as he pulled me on to his lap. My lips pressed in to his, and he traced my lips with his tongue until I gasped with pleasure. His fingers slid down my arms and thighs. I pushed him back falling softly on to his chest, his fingers still roving my legs. I slipped away from his mouth, dropping lingering kisses down his neck. He groaned with pleasure when I reached the hollow between his collar bones. My hands found their way under his shirt and I felt his stomach and muscles. I smiled against his lips, rolling off him.

"Goodnight." I breathed. He was still trying to catch his breath and I'm pretty sure I heard him mutter tease under his panting. I grabbed his arm, wrapping it around my stomach, and snuggled into him.

"Oh Clary whatever will I do with you?" I could hear that smirk in his voice.

"Endure I guess." I bucked gently and he groaned. I turned so we were face to face. My legs wound around his and I kissed his neck lightly, and I snuggled in to his chest. His heart thrummed lightly next to my ear. I breathed in the sweet scent of him and drifted into a deep sleep.

I awoke to a soft light streaming through the window. I tried to sit up but Jace's arms were heavy and I could hardly manage to wiggle around. I kissed the tip of his nose and he groaned.

"Jace, wake up…" I cooed softly.

"No…" He grumbled.

"Yes. Don't make me leave this bed alone." His eyelids fluttered open and he squeezed me tighter to his chest.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"8:15" Then his eyes grew a bit wider.

"What?"

"Today is Saturday."

"And the problem with that is?" I didn't see the point.

"Isabelle cooks on the weekends."

"So…?" Still blank.

"It's deadly." He gulped. This was Jace, the boy who threw himself into a battle with demons laughing and he was now afraid. This was not good. I jumped out of the bed, sprinting down the hallway, lucky for me she wasn't in the kitchen yet. I would cook first and save my boyfriend the risk of dying from food poisoning. I started to prepare the pancakes, letting them simmer on the griddle, then started the bacon. Someone shuffled down the hall and a black mass of hair popped around the corner, along with a long pink nightgown and fuzzy bunny slippers. Isabelle rubbed her eyes, blinking at the light.

"What are you doing?"

"Saving you the trouble of cooking breakfast."

"Thank God. I can go back to sleep. I honestly only do this because I feel the boys depend on me to make the weekends better with my food." She turned shuffling down the hallway.

"Oh how wrong you are my dear." I mumbled to myself, flipping the pancakes.

Hello! I am in such a great mood today! Found out I'm going to the Bon Jovi concert and I am so EXCITED! Any who, I hope you enjoy this little tidbit to get you through until the next time I update, which will be soon (I update about every other day or more). And I would also love to thank all the new followers and favoriters and reviewers! You guys are amazing! Please tell me what you think of the story so far!

Toodle-Loo!- Emma