A/N: Hey guys! Thanks for all the reviews, follows and favorites!

I got a couple of reviews saying that they liked the fact that Jace was bad at ice skating. I was actually going to make it Clary at first, but I changed my mind halfway through it. I'm glad you all liked it. Jace isn't perfect, which you guys haven't seen in a while until the last chapter.

Also a thanks to my beta HeronFraywood

This chapter gets a little steamy towards the end, so please enjoy!

Today was the second anniversary of our parents first date. It was hard to think that they had been dating two years, and the fact that they hid Jace and me from each other for over a year is very impressive. They were going to be gone all day, so Jace and I were going to take advantage of that. We are going to go to the park and have a movie night together in the apartment. We haven't had a real date in at least a month. It was beginning to get frustrating because neither of us could help it. He was dealing with all of his college stuff, and I had to work on my portfolio to apply to art school next year. Then our parents were always around. We never had a moment peace. We would mostly steal kisses before bed and we would crash almost immediately afterwards. It was just disappointing. I made it our goal to go out today. I had been looking forward to this for weeks, even though we were just going to the park. We were low on funds at the moment, which was also disappointing, but we'd survive. Our parent's paychecks were coming soon, so maybe we could go out to dinner another night.

"Jace." I tried shaking him awake, but he refused to budge. "Jace." I repeated. Before I had a chance to think, I grabbed the cup on his side table, and threw the water in his face. He gasped, shooting straight up.

"What was that for?!" He exclaimed, shaking his hair out.

"That was you not waking up for out date today." I set the cup down, knowing it a little harsh, but, hey, he was awake now.

"Gosh, Clary." He ruffled his hair, as he climbed out of bed. "I love and hate how we skipped this whole honeymoon phase. I love it because we can just chill somewhere and have a decent time. I don't like it because you feel comfortable enough to throw water on me." He muttered, trudging his closet.

"Sorry, I'm just so excited." I wrapped my arms around his back, kissing his neck lightly.

"It's fine." He sighed quietly, tossing his clothes on his bed. "Go make us some pb&j sandwiches and we can go." He pecked my temple, as I headed out the door.

OoOoO

I held on to the pole, as the subway started to pull away. Central Park was just a little too far to walk straight to. Jace held onto the pole above me while he checked his email.

"Any emails from schools?" I questioned, looking up at him.

"Yeah, I'm trying to work out a scholarship with two of the schools. They are both really pushing for me to go there." He murmured, typing away on his phone.

"You're going to put that away at the park, right?" I asked softly, wanting just us, no interruptions. He took a few seconds to respond, which made my heart drop a little. Jace and I haven't had any time together in a month, and the one time we could go out, he might spend all of his time on the phone.

"Of course." He grinned at me.

"Good." I started glancing around the cart, and that's when I saw two girls staring at Jace. He didn't notice. He never noticed, or at least I don't think he does. "Those girls are staring at you." I pointed out, wondering what he would say.

"Of course they are. I'm stunningly attractive." He smirked at me, leaning more towards me.

"Haven't you ever heard that modesty is an attractive trait?" I snorted, rolling my eyes at him.

"Only from ugly people." He bit his lip, knowing he should probably shut up.

"Are you calling me ugly?!" I exclaimed with laughter.

"I'm not saying that your ugly now, but let's face it. You weren't a pretty kid." He teased, tugging on one of my curls.

"You did not just say that." I laughed, yanking my hair away from him. "You are such a dick." I half-heartedly shoved him away from me.

"But now, all I have is eyes for you." He pulled me against him, placing a firm kiss on my mouth.

"You're lucky I like you so much, or I wouldn't have forgiven you so easily for saying that." I poked his chest, as I steady my grip on the pole.

"You're right. I'm sorry." He kissed my temple, putting his arm around my waist.

"You should be." I huffed, putting my head on his shoulder.

We made our way to Central Park, hand and hand. It was a decent day out. There were a few clouds in the sky, giving us some shade. I inhaled a breath of mostly fresh air, as we walked deeper into the park.

"Here a good spot?" He asked, taking the blanket out of my backpack.

"Yes." I smiled, watching him lay out the blanket for us. He sat down, and patted the spot between his legs. I rested back against his chest. He put one arm around me, as he kissed my hair.

"You brought your sketch pad, right?" He mumbled, resting his chin on my shoulder.

"Yes, I did." I pulled it out along with our sandwiches. I handed him his sandwich before I began sketching the scenery in front of me.

One thing I learned about Jace over the past few weeks, was that he loved watching me draw. I always drew when no one was around because it was something I did to destress. When Jace started working on all of the things he needed to do for college, I would draw while he worked. I would find him staring over at me, watching the movements of my hands as I drew.

"Why do you never draw me?" He put his lips to my ear, nuzzling his face closer to my neck.

"I didn't know you wanted me to draw you." I teased, continuing to shade the trees.

"Of course I want you to draw me." He wrapped his arms around my waist, hugging me tightly to him.

"Maybe later." I laughed, as his mouth tickled my neck.

OoOoO

Hours later, the weather had turned. The few clouds that were in the sky had dumped rain on us. Our clothes were stuck to our skin as we sprinted down the streets. The sun was beginning to fall, and we needed to get home. Jace's shirt was clinging to his skin, which was very hard to not look at. I could see the goosebumps on his skin from the cool air from the subway.

"I didn't know it was supposed to rain." He rubbed his arms, trying to create some friction. Of course, any attempt at getting warm was pointless.

"I'm so cold." I shivered, leaning against him.

"I don't think I'll be much warmer today." He held me firmly against him. He was right, but it was better than standing alone. It felt like we weren't wearing any clothes, which made my face flush. The idea of being skin on skin with Jace, brought images to my mind that probably shouldn't be there. Jace was a very attractive male. I have seen him almost completely naked multiple times, and now I was thinking of him that way over me. We hurried to our apartment, and into our bedroom. I grabbed a tank top and some pj pants. I glanced back at Jace before I undressed, and he was already down to his underwear. His muscles were lean and coiled. They were strong and powerful, and I really wanted him. It didn't help that his boxers were not only clinging to him, but transparent. I quickly looked away when he started to remove them.

He is so good to me. Our relationship is so different then people can probably understand. We didn't have a phase where everything was just happy all the time. We live in the same room, we are best friends, and we know each other so well. I hate that everyone sees me as his sister because I'm not. I'm so much more to him than that. Jace means more to me than that. He is my confidant. I hate that we haven't been able to tell people because I see the way girls look at him. It hurts to see them giving him that look. I'm not the prettiest, and most of those girls are curvier and taller. Jace tells me I'm beautiful. I believe him, but it's hard to not be jealous of the girls who stare at him.

"You dressed?" Jace asked after he had changed.

"Oh, yeah." I nodded, walking over to him.

We snuggled up on the couch next to each other. He was now extremely warm again, which helped me recover from the rain. I leaned against his side, while his arm rested around my back, holding me close. I sighed contently as Jace flicked through the channels until we landed on Harry Potter. I knew Jace was watching me instead of the movie. He does this fairly often when we are finally alone, so I wasn't surprised when his lips connected with mine. I smiled against his mouth, as he moved me onto my back. He bit my bottom lip, playing with it between his teeth. I whimpered, biting hold of his upper lip as retaliation.

I bet it looked like we were eating each other, but I felt so stimulated I didn't know what to do with myself. His teeth released me, and his lips covered mine completely. My chest arched against him when I felt his tongue slide over my gums. It was weird, yet extremely intense feeling. Why does Jace have to be such an amazing kisser? I never made out with Sebastian this much, and it's like every time Jace and I are alone, we are playing tonsil hockey. I'm not saying that it is all we do. We do a lot of stuff because we are almost never alone. We have a select few nights when our parents are working late or when we know they're asleep. I moaned quietly, as he adjusted my legs to lay between them. His hips ground against mine, sending a jolt of electricity down my spine.

I drew back, panting heavily. "Nothing south of the equator. You know that." I weaved my fingers into his locks pulling him into another deep kiss. I knew he wanted more. I knew he would never ask me to do that because he knows I want to wait. He is so experienced, and I'm not, which made me a little nervous when he attempted moves, like dry humping me.

"I know. I know." He sighed, moving on of his legs on the other side of my hip. "Sorry. You're just so delicious, I forget what I'm doing." He smirked, trailing kisses down my neck.

"Your flattery will get you nowhere." I teased, squirming beneath him. I pushed my nerves aside, letting myself get lost in him again.

"It's worth a shot." He chuckled, sticking his tongue down my throat again. I held onto his back, attempting to stay somewhat grounded. I felt his hands play at the hem of my shirt, making me pause. "Could I take this off?" He whispered, breathing heavily.

"I-" I gulped, feeling my stomach burn even more then it was. All my thoughts of us earlier flooded my mind again. It's just a shirt right? It's not really going to do anything to me. I'm overheating anyways.

"It's fine if you don't want to. I was just curious." He murmured, pecking my lips again.

"Yeah, I guess it's alright." I adjusted myself slightly, trying to give him room to remove my shirt. He peeled it away from my skin, and I felt his eyes scan over me.

"I know I'm not that big or anything." I stammered, knowing that he had been with Kealie, who I swear has gotten a boob job.

"No, you're perfect." He smiled; as he leaned down to kiss me again. I felt my chest flutter at his words. Jace sat back up, tugging his shirt over his head. We've seen each other plenty of times half dressed, but this was different. I slid my hands down his chest. It was the first time I've actually touched his chest. I've seen it every morning, but I had yet to feel it under my fingers. "What about this?" His fingers played with my bra strap, as he pressed his lips to mine.

"Ok." I said, like it wasn't it a big deal. It was one of course, but I trusted him enough to see that part of me for some reason. The way he looked at me just shirtless made me feel like he deserved to see them. I knew he would appreciate my body for what it was, so I let him see me. He unhooked my bra, casting it to the side. I didn't even have time to feel self-conscious because he was already kissing me again. His warm torso connected with mine overwhelming me with more heat.

In all of the sensations, we didn't hear anyone enter the living room until we heard my mother squeal loudly.

A/N: Hahahahaha! I had to do it. I'm so sorry. I know people hate cliffhangers, but I don't think I've had any so far, so it was about time. Lol. Remember, I love you guys. :)

Someone asked me if I'm going to be writing another story after this. Actually I am already writing one along with this. It is called Rejuvenation. It is based in the renaissance, and is about Jace and Clary getting married during this time period so she can be a painter. It is probably one of my favorites along with Reckless Flames, so please check it out if you like my writing. I am trying to think about another modern AU, but none are coming to me at the moment. I do like to write a modern AU and a more historical piece side by side because my mood typically reflects what I feel like writing.

Man, what do you think their parents are going to do?

How do you think they are going to react to their parents walking in? I would freak out if this happened to me, but hey I'm in college and single. :p

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