A/N: Hey All!

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CLARY SAT IN THE CAR NEXT TO SIMON ON MONDAY MORNING ANXIOUSLY ANTICIPATING HER ARRIVAL AT SCHOOL. She didn't know how Jace was going to react to seeing her after…what happened Thursday. Actually, she didn't know how she would react to seeing him either.

As Clary walked with Simon across the parking lot, she spotted Jace's mess of golden curls. A smile instantly lit up her face. Isabelle spotted them and ushered them over. Clary and Simon headed over to the small group of friends clustered around a couple of cars she assumed were theirs.

"Hey guys." Clary smiled at them all, but she noticed Jace made no pretence of caring to look at anyone but her.

"How was your thanksgiving?" She didn't need to look at Jace to know he had amusement in his eyes.

"Oh, the usual. Turkey, dessert, family-pretty standard really." Isabelle said with a shrug. She didn't add anything more and it was awkwardly silent as the two teachers looked at the two students. The others had left to amble off towards the school.

Then Simon spoke. "I almost forgot to tell you Clary, I bumped into Luke while I was in New York. He wants to know if you'll be over during Christmas."

Clary blinked and stole a glance at Jace, whose features were set in an unreadable expression.

"Sure, I mean it is a tradition. Both our families getting together having turkey, telling those lame Christmas cracker jokes and then you and I fighting over the first slice of your mums tiramisu. No way am I backing out of that." She smirked, remembering last year when she and Simon had wrestled each other for the first slice of the mouth watering dessert. He smirked back, remembering it too.

"So are you two, like, dating?" Isabelle asked, looking between the two teachers who burst out laughing at her question. Jace smiled at the cute sight of Clary clutching a stitch in her side.

"Sorry," Clary said, taking in big gulps of air to calm her hysteria. "No Isabelle we are not dating. We have been best friends for twenty years." She smiled kindly at the girl whose eyes bugged out at that. Seriously, was it that hard to believe that people could be friends for that amount of time? Clary looked over at Simon and then back at Isabelle, noticing the way she smiled coyly at him. Clary looked at Jace to find him staring at her intently and she smiled back, remembering everything that had happened in the almost three months they had known one another.

"Well," Magnus said who had literally appeared from thin air. "This is awkward." Alec was beside him, and he looked confused. "What?" he asked, nudging Magnus in the ribs.

"Sexual tension you could cut with a butter knife." Magnus said easily, as if it were obvious.

Clary's wide eyes looked into the sly catlike ones. She coughed on air and Simon cleared his throat too loudly.

Then Clary thought of a way to make Magnus squirm. "So I take it you did the homework Mr. Bane?" She asked, making it a question.

"Of, of course I did." He answered smoothly.

"Oh good, so what did you choose to do?"

"Well aren't I scatterbrained! It has completely slipped my mind. But oh so fortunately it's in my car, so I can go refresh my memory." He smiled and raced away, dragging Alec with him.

Clary turned back to Isabelle, who was looking worried.

"We had homework?" She asked.

"No," Clary laughed.

"But," Isabelle now wore a confused look. "But you just said..." She trailed off as Clary winked and Jace chuckled.

"You are evil Miss Fray." Isabelle said, but smiled along with her.

"That I am and you all better get used to it." Then she tugged on Simon's jacket pulling him to the school. "See you guys fourth hour." She turned but heard Jace distinctively whisper, for her ears only. "Can't wait,"

Clary tried not to blush but couldn't help the grin that spread across her face.

**********

Clary was in her third hour class preparing to put a video on—since this school didn't have DVD players—for her class to watch. They were doing animation and the class had voted on which movie to watch, and that movie was 'The Hunchback of Notre Dame'. She had found her old copy of it and brought it in as promised.

"So, we will watch this once and then again, but you will take notes and if you want you can take notes now." The class pulled out paper and pens but Clary doubted they would make any notes, if things hadn't changed since she was in high school she knew that movie lessons were for relaxing.

Clary crouched down and put the video on, pressing play and going back to her seat before she looked up and saw someone standing outside the door, beckoning her to come out. Clary saw the all too familiar golden locks and smiled to herself. She then stood up to address the class.

"Alright guys, I need to get some things from the staff room and get sheets photocopied for my next lesson, so if the bell goes," she paused and picked up the remote and placing it on the desk right in front of her. "Jacob, can you press stop?" He smiled and nodded and she smiled back and then looked at the class giving them a look that told them she would know if they misbehaved. On that note, she walked out the door.

She looked up the hall, but Golden Boy was nowhere in sight. She sighed dejectedly and began walking down the hall when something—or more like someone—snagged her wrist and pulled her into the utility closet next to her room.

"What the—" She was cut off by lips consuming hers with passion and she knew instantly that it was Jace. He began kissing down her neck.

"Jace?"

He groaned in response.

"What if the janitor comes in?" She really didn't need to be caught in a closet with a student.

"He won't, he doesn't use this closet until fifth hour. We'll be fine." Then he began sucking on her earlobe and then pulling back to whisper. "Fuck I missed you."

"Language Jace, I'm still a teacher." She felt him smile against her ear.

"You have no idea how much that turns me on." And, as if to prove his point, he pressed his hardness into her thigh and she let out a guttural moan.

"When can I see you next?" He whispered against her neck as he laid soft loving kisses along it.

"Next hour," Clary replied smirking as Jace groaned and shook his head.

"That is not what I meant and you know it." Jace said in fake annoyance, at least she assumed it was fake.

"I don't know when…" She said, knowing that Simon would be at their place all the time now, unless he got a date. And she wasn't holding her breath on that one.

"Tonight?" He asked her, looking her in the eyes.

"I-" She started to answer but was stopped as her phone began vibrating in her skirt pocket. She turned away from Jace and flipped her little silver phone open and answered breathlessly. "Hello?"

"Clary, its Raphael." At the sound if his name Clary inwardly cringed, forgetting all about her brief time with him, but however brief it was they still slept together multiple times.

"Raphael? Hey, it's been so long. How are you?" She tried for a friendly tone but was distracted as Jace, hearing her ex's name, growled and then began kissing down her neck and shoulders from behind and kept going lower.

"I'm doing well, and how are you?" Jace lips were at the side of her breast.

"I'm-I'm good, I'm really-hot..." She trailed off and stifled a moan as Jace's hand massaged her breast while his lips slipped down her side and she could feel it through the thin material of her blouse.

"Hot? Clary it is winter weather. Are you sick?" Raphael sounded concerned and Clary just groaned as Jace got on his knees, removing his hand from her breast, and sliding them down her sides, his lips were under her skirt, kissing up and down her thighs.

"Stuffy, it's stuffy in...Here." Her voice was shaky and she was having trouble breathing as Jace caused an amazing sensation to run through her body.

"Well, turn the heater off or something." Raphael's tone implied he thought she was stupid. Ass!

"I… can I- call you back?" She asked, just wanting to ravage Jace's mouth with hers.

"Actually Clary I was calling to see if you wanted to get together tonight?"

"Tonight?" Jace was now standing in front of her, having successfully turned her around and he shook his head, no.

"I can't tonight I already have plans." Jace smiled at that and began sucking sensually on her collarbone.

"Well how about—" Clary cut him off.

"Fuck, I, uh, sorry, I gotta go, talk to you...um...yeah..." Then she hung up and let her phone drop, taking Jace's mouth hostage with her own. God, how could she want one person so much?

"So you'll be coming to my place tonight?" He asked as he pulled away from her kiss.

"Mhm," Clary mumbled wanting to just kiss him all day every day.

"So can you be there around 8:00?"

"I wouldn't miss it."

"Good, because my grandmother plays bingo and then goes out for drinks and doesn't stumble in until 3:30, you can stay. She won't know, she sleeps in until noon." He told her as she began kissing down his neck and sucking on the skin there. "Clary, you're going to leave a mark." He said, not sounding like he cared and neither did she.

"Clary, stop, fuck," He shushed himself when her hand slipped down to where his pants were tighter due to his very large erection.

"Jace," Clary whispered hotly and was interrupted as her phone glowed and vibrated on the floor as Raphael tried to call her again, but when it stopped she saw the time and saw that the bell would be going in five minutes!

"We have to go." She said firmly already rushing to the door, picking her phone up on the way. She unlocked it and opened it a little bit and seeing the coast was clear she stepped out and Jace followed behind her.

"See you soon." She said to him as she headed for the nearest bathroom to inspect the damage.

"I'll be waiting right here." He said back and smiled. Clary turned around and walked in the direction of the nearest bathroom when she heard him call behind her. "Wear something you can swim in." Clary stopped in her tracks and turned towards his smirking face.

She shook her head as she opened the door to the bathroom, thinking that she knew she bought that little black bikini for a reason.

**********

It was 7:30 p.m. and Clary was pondering whether she should go and tell Jace something had come up and she couldn't make it, or just go in seeing as they had already done so much already. She would just have to grit her teeth and go. She was staying the night, though she was wondering whether that was a good idea. Maybe she should have worn more clothes than she was. Her little dress was enough to cover her little black bikini that tied up at the front. Her dress was white and went down to just above her knees. She pondered whether she should stay or whether she should tell Jace it was over, she pondered whether she should go up and jump his bones or kiss him sweetly and teasingly. She pondered a lot of things about Jace, and she had no idea which path to choose.

Knock

Clary looked up startled as her passenger door opened and Jace sat in the seat. He smirked when he saw what she was wearing.

"Are you going to sit out here all night?" He asked.

"Uh, I was contemplating, whether or not this," She gestured between herself and Jace. "Is a good idea." Jace looked panicked at that.

"Of course it is," he put his fingers under her chin when she dropped her head. "It is a good thing, I love you, and you love me too right?" She nodded slowly. "See, it is good, people have fought for love so let's embrace it." Clary smiled at his words.

"So you do pay attention in class instead of just checking me out."

He smirked. "I, my fair lady, am a multi tasker." She giggled and watched as he got out of the car and walked around to her side and opened her door for her.

"I have to get my bags from the trunk." She said moving past Jace to the back of her car so she could get the overnight bag she had packed, not knowing if it was still a good idea to stay, but seeing the look in Jace's eyes, she knew she would not deny him what he wanted.

"I'll take that." He took the bag from her and shut the trunk of her car. Clary pressed the lock button on her key and looked at Jace, wondering what she should do.

"I'll take this to my room. Slip around that gate there and I'll meet you in the pool." He gave a quick kiss that melted Clary's insides. "I'm glad you're staying." He whispered, and Clary smiled back, walking in the direction he had pointed her in.

She slipped into the backyard where a massive pool was sitting in the middle of it. She didn't look around closely however, wanting to get into the pool before Jace came out, for some reason taking her dress off in front of him, though they had seen each other naked, made her very self conscious.

She slipped out of her dress and placed it on the back of a lawn chair, and stepped into the warm pool and kept going until the water reached her hips and then she dipped under, wetting her hair that she had out. This way she could tame her curls a little. When she resurfaced she saw Jace standing there watching her with a glint of desire in his eyes. Clary beckoned him forward and saw him clad in just a pair of black board shorts.

Jace got into the water and swam towards where Clary had backed up to the edge of the pool and he effectively pinned her there. His mouth was quickly on hers, his tongue massaging her own as she groaned into his mouth and wrapped her arms around his neck while he lifted her up so she could wrap her legs around his waist and he pinned her more firmly against the wall of the pool, his hardness pressing into her wet center.

"Oh fuck," She moaned as Jace began undoing her bikini from the front. He looked up at her with amusement in his eyes.

"Now Miss Fray, am I going to have to teach you a lesson on appropriate language?" He raised an eyebrow. Clary thought he had never looked sexier.

"Teach me anything you want." She said, a little breathlessly and then she unwrapped her legs and swam to the other side if the pool, watching as he followed her.

"So how long are you going to be in New York?" He asked in a detached tone standing a few feet away from her.

"Probably all of Christmas break give or take a day or two, why?" She looked at him and saw his disappointed expression. So this was why he had looked so torn that morning in the parking lot when Simon had mentioned going to New York.

"Oh," was his response. Clary hated seeing Jace's vulnerable side, not that she wanted him to be an ass 24/7, but seeing him like this was never good. She tried reassuring him.

"I'm sure it will be really lame, I mean I am only really going to visit my mom and step dad, Luke, so it will just be family and Simon." He still looked disappointed. "I'll give you my cell so we can talk if you want?"

He looked up at her and smiled. "Oh, I want." She grinned at him and then shivered. It was getting cold in this pool. Jace noticed the shivering and goose bumps, and suggested they get out and take hot showers before changing into their sleepwear. Clary nodded vigorously at that, but said separate showers earning a pout from her secret lover.

After she had showered, Clary discovered that Jace had ordered pizza and she realized just how hungry she was.

They ate in a comfortable silence, stealing the occasional glance at one another and realizing they didn't have too 'steal' glances since it was only them in the world right now.

"Jace, do you think you could..." Clary trailed off as she ran her fingers over the ivory keys of the grand piano that was set up in what Jace called, 'the music room', apparently his grandmother used to teach kids how to play guitar and Piano, she had taught Jace herself before retiring.

"Of course, I actually have something for you." He sat on the piano bench and patted the spot next to him that Clary occupied. Then he began playing and Clary realized that what he 'got her' was a Jace original, a song he had written for her.

It's a little bit funny this feeling inside
I'm not one of those who can easily hide
I don't have much money but boy if I did
I'd buy a big house where we both could live

If I was a sculptor, but then again, no
Or a man who makes potions in a travelling show
I know it's not much but it's the best I can do
My gift is my song and this one's for you

And you can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world

I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss
Well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross
But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song
It's for people like you that keep it turned on

So excuse me forgetting but these things I do
You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue
Anyway the thing is what I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen

And you can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simple but now that it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world

I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world

As he finished the final key, Clary had tears in her eyes.

That was the most beautiful song I have ever heard, She looked into Jace's golden eyes before crushing her mouth to his.

"I take it you liked it," Jace said against her lips.

"Not like, love." She replied, kissing him again and again, unable to get enough.

"Clary, maybe we should go up to my room, it is a school night." Clary pulled away and frowned, he was being rational. His mouth pulled up into a smirk. Damn those luscious lips of his!!

He led Clary to his room, which was only a few doors down from the music room.

Jace's room was pretty...bare. White walls with no posters or pictures and it was very clean and organized, not a book or gadget out of place. Clary wondered if Jace would be pursuing a career as a monk. But at least his bed was big, king sized with black sheets.

Clary, dressed in a tank top and some short sleep shorts, sat on the edge of the bed and Jace did the same. She shifted uncomfortably, not knowing what to do now.

Jace moved to the other side and Clary stood, watching as he pulled the sheets back and laid down waiting for Clary to do the same. But she couldn't take her eyes away from his blue boxer briefs and sculpted chest and abs. Damn his golden good looks!!

Clary, finally, slipped into the space next to him and laid her head on his chest and spoke.

"You know I'm pretty good at playing the piano but not so good at writing music, I should play for you sometime." She said sleepily, her eyes drooping shut as Jace gently stroked her hair.

He hummed her song to her and Clary smiled, nuzzling into the crook of his neck and shoulder, kissing his skin lightly before she feel into a deep slumber, sleeping to her song.

Nawwww, cute!!!

Yes I know this took FOREVER but my exams are over and its holidays until the 20th!!!!!!

So yeah, obviously Jace did not write that song and it really is by Sir Elton John, who has written some pretty amazing songs, this one titled, Your Song

Question; Okay not really a question but anyway, the first three people that review this WITH a song recommendation that Clary could write/sing for Jace, will get a lengthy excerpt, okay, the first three people

So, Review?

Thanks again to my Beta Icaughtkira, you're brilliant!

Review please and just a heads up Clary and Jace are separated next chapter (I know sad) but they have phones.

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