AN: Again! I am so so sorry! Please tell me what I can do to make up my lateness to you! I hope this chapter helps…
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Disclaimer: All Mortal Instruments characters seen in this story belong to Cassandra Clare.
With "Gina's Pizza" take out in our hands, we walk back to the beach house when I get a weather alert. "Dear god," Jace says, "will you shut that damn thing up?" I laugh and put my phone closer to his ear.
"Clary," he warns, "If you don't get that annoying ass sound to stop, you're going to get it." The sound stops automatically and I look down to read it just as we turn on our street.
Thunderstorm Warning: Area will be experiencing heavy showers and fog effective until 2:00 AM tomorrow. Avoid travel.
I tell Jace what it says and then my phone rings just as Jace's does too. "Hello," I answer.
"Clary! I'm so sorry; Simon and I have to stay at a hotel until the storm passes. Will you be okay at the house?" Izzy shouts and I have to pull the phone away from my ear so I don't lose and eardrum.
"Yeah its fine," I tell her, "Is there anything I need to do to the house?"
"Make sure all windows and doors are locked," she states, "I gotta go. See you tomorrow." And with that she's gone. I put my phone back in my bag and glance up at the quickly darkening sky. "We better hurry," I hear Jace say and we start fast walking to get home before the storm comes.
Just as we get on the patio and narrowly dodge Jace's car, I feel raindrops starting to fall. Jace hold the gate open for me and the moment I get inside it starts pouring outside. "Home in the nick of time, eh?" Jace says. I laugh and walk into the kitchen to put the food down. "Who was it that you were talking to earlier when we were on the phone?" I ask Jace as I grab paper plates from the drawer.
"Alec. Him and Magnus can't make it back here tonight because of the storm," he says and sits down on the first islands' barstool. I continue moving around the kitchen and turn around to see Jace watching my every movement. "Can I help you?" I direct the question at Jace and his eyes dart up to mine before he smirks and lets his eyes wander my body again as he says, "Just enjoying the view."
I feel my face heating up and I look down as I make my way over to where Jace is. I sit down quietly next to him and keep my face down. "Clary," he says and I look up at him. He leans forward to catch my lips in a kiss. I lean into him and the moment his lips touch mine, I feel sparks fly throughout my body. He pulls me closer and my hands fly into his hair as his wrap around my waist. If I could kiss him forever without the need of air, I would. I know Jace feels the same because he voiced this opinion to me after we broke apart.
After that, we ate dinner in peace with only a few touches from Jace, but each and every one set my skin on fire. Everything is going great until I feel a gust of wind. I gasp and turn to see water coming in through an open window. "We forgot to shut the windows!" I shout as I jump up and race to close the windows. "Get a towel from downstairs and wipe up all the water from the floor while I run through the house and shut all the windows," I shout again as I finish the windows on the second floor. I race up to the third floor as Jace runs downstairs to get a beach towel to start mopping up the floor. Jace runs up the stairs to the third floor while I run down two flights of stairs to the bottom floor. The second and third floor's windows were easy to close, but the first floor was different.
As I race down the stairs and head into the master bedroom, only to find out that the doors won't shut all the way. "Damn it," I curse under my breath as I decide to just do it. I shut the windows the best I can in the lower part of the house and in the garage…then I go outside. I have to get the windows shut and there's no other way to shut them so I race around the house shutting all the windows getting absolutely soaked. I run around the house to the garage, only to be faced with a problem. It won't shut. I push hard and it finally moves. Sighing I stand up and start to make the long trek back around to the other side of the house. I am thoroughly soaked and as I walk in the pouring rain, I hear my shoes sloshing. A gust of wind chills me as I finally make it to the French door leading out onto the deck that I came out of. I reach for the handle, only to find that when I slammed it, I jolted something so I can't open it.
It's getting darker and colder by the second. My only hope is that Jace will come downstairs soon. I feel myself start to shiver as I rub my hands up and down my arms, trying to gain some warmth. I look over to my right and see that there's an extra towel from the beach the other day. Thank God! I grab the towel that is…wet. This won't help anything. I know the makeup Izzy put on me is no doubt running down my face so I take the sopping wet towel and wipe it all off my face.
I stand in front of the door for another 2 minutes before Jace comes down the stairs and heads into the workout room. I can tell he's been looking for me because he looks kind of worried. He looks around the room before his eyes spot me outside. He drops the towel he's holding in his hands and rushes over to the doors. He tries to open it…but it's locked. When I slammed it in my haste to get outside, I must have shut it so hard that the door locked on itself. Great, now I'm stuck out here.
The sun has set and it's extremely dark outside. The only light I have is coming from the light shining out the windows in the workout room. Jace is gone, probably to find a key or something, so I decide to try my best to get out of the rain. I step off one of the two decks and sit under the balcony in between the two decks. Being under the balcony doesn't help at all because the wind is blowing the rain right on me. I decide to sit and pull my knees into my chest as I wrap my arms around my knees to try to generate some heat. It's like I took a shower outside, that's how wet I am. I shiver once more before I hear the sound of a door opening to my left. "Clary," I hear Jace shout. I stand up and make my way towards Jace, who has found a way to open the door.
"I'm here," I say as I step in front of the now open door to the workout room. He pulls me inside and immediately I get wrapped up in a towel and Jace pulls me into his arms. I shiver and lean into him more. He gladly pulls me closer and I feel myself getting warmer as Jace pulls me even closer to him.
After I somewhat dry off, which means my skin dries but my clothes and hair are still sopping wet, Jace says, "Let's get you cleaned up." I look up at him from my position in his arms as he unwraps me from the towel. I shiver as the cold air hits my now warm skin and he does what I don't expect. He lifts me in his arms bridal-style and starts to walk towards the stairs. "Um, Jace," I begin, "you're going to get wet and I can walk you know."
"Where's the fun in that? And anyway," he replies as he stops in front of the stairs, "you're soaked and could slip on the stairs. I'm not letting that happen to you. I love you too much for that to happen. You're really light so it's not like I'm going to struggle to get you up the stairs. As for the I'm going to get wet part, I kinda already am. " I roll my eyes and rest my head on his chest as he carries me up the stairs. When we reach the top of the stairs, his words hit me. I gasp and lift my head from his chest to look up at him. "You love me?" I ask him looking back and forth between his eyes to see if there's anything hidden in them. He stops walking with me still in his arms.
His eyes widen as he says, "Did I say that out loud?"
I nod my head and say, "Yes." He closes his eyes and lifts his head to the ceiling.
He sighs and I feel everything inside me clench as I await his next words. "I thought I said that in my head, but apparently I didn't," he opens his eyes and looks directly at me as he says, "Since I already said it, I may as well say it again." It's my turn for my eyes to widen and I stop breathing.
"Clary," he starts, "remember when we were on the plane and our lips were so close to each other?" I nod and he sets me down before continuing, "All I could think in that moment was how beautiful you were. I never thought that before because we were best friends. That's the first time I thought of you as more than a best friend." I exhale shakily and his hand comes up to cup my cheek before continuing. "Then there was the garage. When you fell and I caught you, I was going to say some smartassy remark, but when I saw how close our lips were, all I could think about was kissing you and that's all I wanted to do. But Izzy and Simon having too much fun interrupted us when I was about to kiss you." I let out a shaky laugh and he still continues.
"Then you almost fell on the stairs and I pulled you into my arms to save you from having to go to the hospital. The moment our lips touched I-I- knew there was something about you. You were nothing like other girls. You made me feel something every time I was near you and that's what it took to make me realize it. I knew you were the one after that and when you ran upstairs I knew I had to come after you. And I did. I can tell you right now that I did not regret that kiss for a single minute. I was just worried that you were going to freak out but you surprised me by kissing me back and that was amazing. When the lights came back on we both came out of the trance that we were in and I felt differently about you. When Sebastian came along I knew I couldn't let you go and I had to kiss you again. I knew you'd follow me and when I kissed you again, I knew I had to ask you to be my girlfriend, so I did. Then you said yes to being my girlfriend and I felt like the luckiest guy on earth." I smile and lean into his hands as I place my hands on his arms.
"That date was not one of our finest moments, but we got past that. Long story short, we're here and I realized that the way I feel about you is love. I just didn't know if you felt the same way about me so I waited for a sign. Then this happened and I actually couldn't be happier with how I said it. I love you, Clary. With every piece of me. I love you." I inhale shakily and the look on his face is one of worry. As if I wasn't going to say it back.
"I love you too Jace. With every piece of me," I say and he crashes his lips to mine.