City of Glass
And now I'm looking at you, he said, and you're asking me if I still want you, as if I could stop loving you. As if I would want to give up the thing that makes me stronger than anything else ever has. I never dared give much of myself to anyone before bits of myself to the Lightwoods, to Isabelle and Alec, but it took years to do it but, Clary, since the first time I saw you, I have belonged to you completely. I still do. If you want me.
In future, Clarissa, he said, it might be wise to mention that you already have a man in your bed, to avoid such tedious situations.You invited him into bed? Simon demanded, looking shaken. Ridiculous, isn't it? said Jace. We would never have all fit.I didn't invite him into bed, Clary snapped. We were just kissing.Just kissing? Jace's tone mocked her with its false hurt. How swiftly you dismiss our love.
It was at first almost as if he hadn't wanted to kiss her. His mouth was hard on hers, unyielding; then he put both arms around her and pulled her against him. His lips softened. She could feel the rapid beat of his heart, taste the sweetness of apples still on his mouth. She wound her hands into his hair, as she'd wanted to do since the first time she'd seen him. His hair curled around her fingers, silky and fine. Her heart was hammering, and there was a rushing sound in her ears, like beating wings