Disclaimer: Cassandra Clare owns all Mortal Instrument characters seen in this story.

Jace and I break apart, my arms still around his neck and his are around my waist. "Really," Jace asks and I nod. He presses his lips to mine again and we kiss for a while longer. When we break apart again, I pull away and head towards the doors. "We should probably head back down to the beach and watch all the stuff," I tell him. He nods and we both head down the many stairs to the beach. When we get to the hot sand, I make a beeline for the towel and umbrella 5 feet away.

"Ouch! Watch out for the hot sand Jace," I look up and see that he's staring down at me from the landing above. He smirks and walks down the last couple steps as he says, "It can't be that hot. You are probably making a big deal about nothing." He reaches the last step and walks slowly. When he gets to the cool sand under the umbrella, I see him relax a little. "So, that sand isn't very hot," I smirk at him. My attempt to bring him down a few notches doesn't work and he returns the smirk with one of his own. "Not at all."

"Really? Well, then why, unless I was imagining things, did your body relax when your feet hit the cool sand?" I raise an eyebrow and lower my head so I can look at him over my sunglasses. He opens his mouth to speak, but I cut him off, "Also, if you give me some BS answer-."

He cuts me off by moving so his lips are inches away from mine and whispers, "Surely you won't do or say anything that could harm your boyfriends reputation…would you? You are my girlfriend, so whatever you say about me goes right back to you." I felt my insides quiver when he called me 'his girlfriend.' Wow I never thought those words would come out of Jace's mouth, directed at me.

"Jace," I say breathlessly and press my lips to his. I meant it to be a quick kiss, but he made it a long passionate kiss. It almost pains me to say this, but I continue, "If you give me a BS answer as to why the sand wasn't hot…I won't kiss you until you admit to me that I was right." I step away from him as I say this and the shock is evident on his face.

"You wouldn't," he narrows his eyes at me to try to see if I'm faking or not. I'm not.

"Jace," I begin, "Not only am I your girlfriend, I am also your best friend, so you should know that when I say I'll do something I actually do it."

"Fine, Clary, you were right. The sand was hot." He crosses his arms and rolls his eyes.

"Thank you," I say as I sit down on the towel. Jace sits down next to me and puts his fingers under my chin to take my gaze away from the waves to his face. "Can I kiss you or am I not allowed," he asks and I roll my eyes. He pulls my lips to his and I melt. We part for air, but that doesn't last long. Soon Jace pulls my lips back to his and the kiss is more passionate than the last. It continues like this for the next couple minutes until the kiss is very intense. At one point, Jace gently asked for entrance on my bottom lip which I happily gave.

I'm not going to lie…things escalated kinda quickly. I have no issue with it though. I'm sitting in Jace's lap with my hands in his hair, our lips pressed together hungrily. Jace's hands are holding me to him like I'm the last breath of air he'll ever receive. I'm enjoying myself, but that joy is short-lived because soon, we hear Izzy shouting at Magnus about the fashion choices on Project Runway.

"NO, I disagree. I think she should have won," we spring apart as we hear Izzy and Magnus come closer.

"No, Izzy. She didn't use enough sparkles or glitter. There's no way she would have won." Jace leaps up and runs into the ocean as we hear Izzy and Magnus stop walking on the stairs and turn to each other to fully prove a point.

"Guys! You've been doing this since we left the restaurant. Izzy, she didn't win get over it," I hear Alec say exasperatedly, "And Magnus…we know who won. We know it was the guy you wanted to win and not Izzy's girl. Stop gloating." With that I hear them coming back down the stairs and I put my cover up on along with my sunglasses. I grab my sandals in my hands and stand up.

"Thank God you guys are here. Jace and I are starving," I tell them and start walking towards the ocean. "I'm going to go get Jace so we can have a lunch while you guys watch all the stuff," I stop walking towards the ocean and turn to look at them. I see Izzy go sit on her towel and start to tan.

"Okay, hurry back and don't have a large lunch. We're having dinner on the balcony," Izzy says and then calls Simon over to put more sun block on her. I look over at Magnus and Alec and see Magnus copy what Izzy's doing. I laugh to myself and continue on my journey to the ocean to get Jace.

I get to the water and look around for Jace. I see him on the other side of the house where he kissed me earlier and I walk towards him. You can't see any of our set up from here so I look around for Jace again, only to see some blonde bimbo talking to him. He looks super uncomfortable. I scoff to myself and go to the edge of the water. "Jace," I call out and his head snaps up. He sees me and doesn't even tell the girl he has to go, he just starts wading through the water to get to me. The blonde girl looks shocked and starts after him. Jace reaches me and grabs my hand as he leans in for a kiss. The blonde girl gets out of the water and makes a beeline for me and Jace. She reaches us just as the kiss starts to gain in intensity and she clears her throat.

"Excuse me, but you are so far out of his league you can't even see the ballpark. Run along honey and go play on the play set," she snarks at me and tries to pull Jace's hand out of mine. I feel Jace grip my hand harder and I return the grip. She looks at Jace and tells him, "She's ugly. Don't you want someone like me sweet cheeks?"

This is the only time I am actually thankful for the bitches I have to deal with at school. Before Jace can even open his mouth I ask her faking tears, "You think I'm ugly?"

"Yes," she says and then adds, "Did I not make myself clear? You're ugly."

Perfect set up. I smirk as I say, "Good, I was trying to look like you today." She gasps and before Jace and I walk away, I add, "Oh, and just because I'm not a slut who's slept with half the boys on this beach doesn't mean I'm out of his league, honey."

Jace pulls me away from her after that and we go up some stairs. The stairs led to one of the streets filled with shops. He leads me into a little alley between the shops and kisses me hard as I'm pressed against the wall. When we part for air Jace asks, "Where did you learn comebacks like that?"

"You know the sluts back home," I ask and he nods, "Well, they always say stuff like that to me because I hang out with you, but little did they know that I bite back."

He shakes his head and asks, "Why didn't you tell me about that?"

I shrug, "I didn't want to be some damsel in distress that always came to you for help with those skinny bitches."

He kisses me passionately again and whispers against my lips, "You could never be a damsel in distress. You're much too Clary for that." I laugh when he pulls away and he wraps an arm around my shoulders as we leave the alley. We walk until we reach a 'Johnny Rocket's.'

"Jace, let's eat here!" He chuckles at my enthusiasm and we start walking towards the entrance. We walk in and sit in a secluded booth for two people in the corner. "So this is like our first date, I guess," Jace says. Wow, I never thought of that. "You're right," I say and a very awkward silence falls on the table. "So…" I begin.

"So…" Jace continues. We sit like that for a while and then the waitress comes over. "HI, I'm Helen. I'll be your server today, so if you have any questions…please ask." She pauses at the end because I'm positive she can feel the tension between us. "What would you like to drink today," she asks and looks between Jace and I. "I'll have water," I say.

"I will to," Jace says and she leaves to get us our waters. She comes back with the water and asks, "Do you know what you want or would you like some more time?"

"Um, a little more time if that's fine," I hear Jace say. I'm looking down at the menu on the table so I wasn't looking up at him. "Of course," I hear Helen say and then she walks off. Jace and I sit in silence for a while longer and then (thank you universe…what did I do to deserve this) Jace reaches for water and it spills. The water spills right off the table and onto my lap. Thankfully I'm in a swimsuit with a cover up, so if anyone asks, I went swimming earlier. "Shit, Clary I'm sorry," Jace says and fumbles for napkins. At this time Helen decides to come over and looks at me as she says, "I'll show you where the bathroom is and then I'll get something to clean this up."

I get up and follow her to the bathroom. "I'm sorry, but I have to ask. Is this your last date?" I laugh at her question and respond, "No, it's our first."

"Wow," she says and looks shocked. She has very blue eyes and a short blonde bob. "Trust me, there's more to this story than you'd think," I tell her and she looks curious. "Well, Jace and I are best friends. The feeling is mutual between us, so…"

"Oh, that makes more sense…but why is it so awkward?"

"I-I really don't know," I tell her and she half smiles.

"I better clean up the table. But promise me that there won't be any more messes," she says jokingly. I laugh and she leaves me in the bathroom. Why is it so awkward between us?

I finish drying myself off and head back out to the table, only to see Jace with his head down on the table. I laugh quietly to myself and say, "Jace." His head shoots up and he looks at me worriedly. Before he can open his mouth to say something, I hold up my hand and take the seat across from him. "Why is this so awkward between us? We've been best friends since we were 5. We know everything about each other. Why don't we treat this like normal? Nothing special besides the occasion we're here for," I state and he ponders it.

"You're right Clary, but this is supposed to be special. It's our first date," Jace looks down.

"Jace…I don't need anything but you. The fact that this date is with you means a lot to me."

I steal his move and put my fingers under his chin to lift his gaze to mine. I lean over the table and kiss him. When I sit back down in my seat, he looks happier and practically repeats my words to him, "I don't need anything but you either, Clary. I'm very happy that this date is with you also."

I smile at him and amazingly enough, the rest of our date goes by smoothly.