Jace slowly walked into his bedroom, Clary sat on their bed wearing one of his thin, cotton shirts; her alabaster skin almost shining through. He couldn't get his eyes off of her. She was reading a book, her hair falling down her back with her eyebrows slightly raised.

Jace sat down beside her, took a deep breath and thought; now or never!

"What are you reading?" he asked, his face an inch away from hers.

"A book," she said, her voice teasing. Jace's heart fluttered, the way that Clary's voice sounded, almost in waiting, made his plan easier.

"I think I have a plan," Jace said, grazing her neck with his lips. She gasped.

"What would that be?" Clary asked. Jace just smirked, and the way her voice sounded meant that she too, thought it had been a long time.

"You could put that book down, and we could fulfill our assignment, you know it wasn't that hard last time." Jace told her flirtingly.

Clary turned her heard and looked at him. She was biting her lip, her eyes a dark green and before Jace could think a single thought, she was kissing him. Jace's heart jumped, SHE was kissing HIM, not the other way around.

It only took a second for him before he kissed her back.

Clary tasted like strawberries and vanilla: like always. Jace leaned in and Clary dropped the book on the floor. Slowly she leaned back and with a hand around Jace's neck, she took him with her.

Jace could hear his blood sing. This was it, finally. He could feel the need for her build up down south and if it hadn't been this long since last time, he would have yelled at himself for being turned on so easily.

Flashback

Jace walked in to the dinner, still wearing his clothes from yesterday. Magnus and Simon sat at the booth near the back; they didn't look happy. He could understand that, after all he was 40 minutes late.

Magnus looked like his usually self, which meant a lot of glitter and colors. Simon on the other hand looked plain compared to the other man, but when didn't Simon look plain?

"You're late!" Magnus said when he saw Jace.

"Sorry," Jace said, taking the seat on the other side of the booth. Both Simon and Magnus looked him up and down and Jace knew that he was in for a nightmare of integration. He mentally sighed.

"You are awfully fancy dressed for a Saturday morning bunch. Not that I'm complaining, but still, the shirt and the slacks seems a little too much." Magnus said taking a sip from his low fat, soy milk latte.

Jace had known Simon and Magnus since college, he had been roommates with Magnus and he had been study buddies with Simon. When they had graduated, Simon had taken the first plane to Peru, to help the poor. Now after 3 years he was finally back and had rented an apartment in Brooklyn. Jace hadn't gotten why, but now he was happy.

"Well I had a date last night," Jace said winking at the waitress as she passed by. Simon groaned.

"That doesn't explain the clothes Jace." Magnus said.

"Why not?" Jace asked, faking innocent.

"You haven't changed a bit have you?" Simon asked him; Jace just smirked.

"Jace, we all know that the only reason you would be wearing the same clothes as the day before, would be if you slept over; which," Magnus said giving him the infamous Maggi-look "you never do... right?"

This time Jace couldn't help but smile.

"Now why wouldn't I do that?"

Simon almost spit out his coffee and Magnus eyes got huge.

"Can I get you something?" a female voice suddenly asked, Jace turned his head and looked at the waitress.

"We will all have the brunch buffet and if you would be a sweetheart and fetch me a cup of black coffee that would be wonderful." Jace smiled at the young girl. She giggled and walked to the kitchen giving their orders.

"That is why you don't sleep overnight, you know if I wasn't your friend I would call you a flirt, but I am your friend so I'm gonna call you a man-slut." Simon said, his glasses on the tip of his nose, almost falling off.

"You know, I'm kind of hurt." Jace said, placing his hand over his heart, "But because I am your friend I'm gonna let it go, and actually I should thank you, I mean if it wasn't for you I would never have met Clary."

"Clary!" Magnus asked "Who is Clary?"

"A girl I met last week, you know the day Simon came home, I was in Wal-mart to buy beer and there I met her."

Simon and Magnus both looked taken aback.

"That... is so...ordinary" Magnus finally said.

"And normal, is she by any chance some kind of supermodel, I mean to get the attention of the Jace Herondale, she must be pretty special."

"She looks like pixie and she's a red head." Jace said simply.

This time both Simon and Magnus almost choked on their hot coffee.

End of flashback

Clary fitted perfectly in his arms, her breath even and her body soft. Jace couldn't sleep; he lay on his back looking up at the ceiling, Clary's head rested on his chest. They had done it, finally after six weeks. But just because they had sex, didn't mean that they were fine, he could still feel it, the weird tension in the air.

Hallo

i am jumping up and down right now while eating carrots! WHY you may ask because i am so happy, after reading all the wonderfull reviews :D and yes i have heard out the song and i love it ;)

Eva