A/N: Hey guys! Got three chapter to go.
Thank you so much to my beta HeronFrayWood who puts up with my terrible tenses.
I squealed, scrambling for any piece of clothing I could find. I couldn't believe that just happened! I pulled on a shirt, quickly realizing that it wasn't mine. I whimpered when I realized the shirt was 3 sizes too big and Jace's. I put my head in my hands, feeling everything crumble around me. This was the most embarrassing thing that had happened in my life.
"It's ok." Jace kissed my head, getting to his feet. "I'm going to grab a shirt." Jace sighed, going into the other room.
"Clary? I don't understand. Are you two having sex?" She widened her eyes, making me shoot up from my sitting position.
"No, it isn't like that." I stammered, tucking my arms under my chest. It felt so weird to be braless right now.
"What is it like then? I walk in, and he's on top of you, and you're all out." She gestured to my chest, which made the blood rush to my cheeks.
"Jocelyn, go into the room and take a breath." Luke ushered her out of the room. Jace returned to my side, as we heard my mom raising her voice, along with Luke's muffled voice. I cast my head down, holding my hands to my face. Not only was that the first time I let a guy see my breast, my mom has to walk in and ruin the entire moment.
"Everything is going to be fine." Jace hand moved in smooth circles along my back.
"I know." I dropped my arms to my lap, inhaling a deep breath. "I'm just so embarrassed." I felt my lip begin to quiver, and I immediately bit it. I leaned back against the cushions.
"I know." He kissed my temple lightly, squeezing my arm lightly. I bounced my feet up and down quickly, trying to remain calm. Jace seemed so calm and solid. How many times has Jace gotten caught like this? "You're very beautiful by the way." He whispered, which vanquished the previous thought from my mind.
"I am?" My voice was soft, as I looked over at him.
"Yes." The side of his mouth pulled into a half grin, while his shoulder bumped into mine. "You make it seem like you don't think the same, which is crazy." He raised an eyebrow at me.
"I think I'm cute, but beautiful is not a word I've ever really been described as." I buried myself against the pillows on the couch, hearing our parents conversation come to an end. "I can't believe my mom and Luke saw my boobs." I muttered, before laughter over took me. It sounded ridiculous.
"I know." Jace chuckled, shaking his head. "I hadn't even been able to really touch them either." He teased with a carefree smile across his face.
The door opened, and we sat up straight. Only Luke came out, which kind of worried me. My mom couldn't be that mad. Could she?
"Ok." Luke clapped his hands, as he sat on the coffee table in front of us. "So Jocelyn is laying down. We've been out a long time, and she's really tired and she's been stressed this week, which is why she reacted so harshly. When did this happen?" He asked, clasping his hand in front of me.
"Christmas Eve." Jace informed him.
"I noticed that something change around that time." He nodded. "I get why you didn't tell us, but you guys really should have. I understand that you two are teenagers. We have to recommend you end this now? We are going to be in each other lives for a long time, and if this ends badly, everything that you guys have both wanted for years gets thrown down the drain. It breaks up this family. Now we can't tell you what to do, you two are almost adults. It's just something to think about." He pushed himself back up to his feet. "We will figure the rest out tomorrow. Get some rest. No fooling around." He pointed at us.
We both released a breath when we realized that we were getting yelled at.
We sat in comfortable silence for a long time, and all I could do was think about how heated that had gotten. I have no doubt that Jace was thinking about the same thing. I kind of wanted to get back to that position to see what he would have done, to know what it felt like to have his warm hands touch them. I also thought about whether or not I wanted to end this. I felt like it would be a bad idea because we are emotionally connect and physically attracted to one another. So even if the emotions eventually faded away, we might just start randomly making out, which we already do, but it's ok because we are dating. "What do you want to do?"
"I don't know." I murmured, playing with my fingers. "I don't want to just break up. We've come so far." I breathed, running my hand through my hair. We can't break up.
"I don't want to break up either." His answer reassured her about their entire relationship.
"So we aren't breaking up?" I looked over at him, wanting him to confirm what I was assuming.
"I don't think so." He mingled his fingers with mine, kissing the back of my hand.
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They shuffled out of their bedroom late the next Sunday morning. Luke and Jocelyn were sitting at the table, eating cereal. I felt my heart thump unsteadily in my chest, making my steps get smaller.
"Coco?" Jace scratched the back of his head, as he slumped into the kitchen.
"Yes, please, cereal too." I plopped down in the seat, leaning on my elbow. He made two bowls of cereal and my coco. "Thanks." I smiled appreciatively at him.
"No problem." He grinned back at her, as he ate a spoonful of cereal. I could feel our parents staring at us, which was starting to make me uncomfortable.
"I can't believe we didn't notice this before." My mom said, sending heat to my cheeks. "I don't approve of this relationship, but I can't stop you. I assume you aren't breaking up, so Jace you need to find room to move your bed to the living room. I can't have you two being alone all night together after what we walked in on. Clary, I want your door open at all times unless you are changing or we say it's ok." My mother sighed, sipping her coffee.
"That seems fair." Jace muttered, leaning back on his seat.
"It's not fair that Jace has to sleep in the living room. He won't get any privacy, and neither will I. This is a small apartment. Our room was our only quiet place." I countered at the same time Jace spoke.
"Well you guys lost your privilege to privacy when you kept things from us." My mom pursed her lips, as she stood up from the table. "Jace your bed, living room, tonight, understood?" My mother asked, while she pulled on her shoes. "I have a shift at the spa today, trying to get a little extra money." She inhaled a sharp breath, heading out the door.
"I'm going to work too." Luke sighed, putting his dishes in the sink. "Move the bed and be safe." He kissed my head before heading out the door.
"This is ridiculous." I snorted, crossing my arms.
"It makes sense to me." Jace shrugged, scooping up some cereal.
"We aren't going to have any privacy. It isn't fair." I exclaimed.
"If you walked in on our daughter sucking face with your step son, you would probably do the same." He ate his cereal.
"Our daughter?" I cocked my head to the side, forgetting about our punishment for now.
"What?" He furrowed his brow at me, not realizing what he just said.
"You said our daughter." I smiled at him, leaning against my fist. "Have you thought about our life in the future? I mean I have once or twice, but I had no idea that you have."
"I think about the future a lot." He murmured, as his cheeks turned a little red. "I mean I'm going to college. I have to think about my career and my life, so, yeah, I thought about it." He pushed his cereal around, seeming kind of embarrassed about it.
"What you think about?" I bit my lip, forcing back a large smile.
"Well if we got married, we would move out to Virginia. You would pursue your career as an artist, and I'll be a FBI agent. Couple of kids. Two big dogs." He suggested, looking back at her.
"I like it." I pressed my lips against his, retreating with a grin on my face.
We continued eating in silence. I can't believe that he thought about us possibly being married someday. I mean I imaged it a couple of times, but I don't dwell on it. We are young. He is going to college. Our parents are married. I've just been enjoying it while it last, so it was surprising to learn he has been thinking about us in the future.
"Clary?" His voice beckoned me to look at him. I hummed in response, turning my gaze to him. "I love you." He breathed. My answer got caught in my throat and hindered my ability to speak. His eyes were soft, as he kept my gaze. I probably looked like an idiot with my mouth hanging open, but who would blame.
"I-" I stammered, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "I love you too." My words came out smoothly, but I was so nervous. I had never said this to someone before.
"Come here." He whispered. I moved to sit on his lap. He buried his fingers into my hair, brushing our lips together slowly. I smiled against his mouth, sliding my hands down his chest.
A/N: Awweeee he said I love you! A couple of people said that they didn't like Jocelyn in this story very much, and I almost made Luke give the punishment, but in all honesty if you walked in on your daughter like that, you would probably do the same. Luke is Jace's adoptive father, yes, but Luke is incredibly bias in this situation. Neither of them are really his kids. He loves both of them immensely, but he just entered Clary's life and Luke and Jace never had a solid relationship. Jocelyn and Clary are close, and she's hurt that she hid that from her. She also feels uncomfortable about having her boyfriend in her room, which is understandable in my point of view.
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