I don't care what you think. You're not my brother," Clary said. "You're a murderer." "I really don't see how those things cancel each other out," said Sebastian.
Cassandra ClareShe smiled at him. โHow did you know just what Iโd want to see?โ โHow could I not?โ he said. โWhen I think of you, and you are not there, I see you in my mindโs eye always with a book in your hand.โ He looked away from her as he said it, but not before she caught the slight flush on his cheekbones. He was so pale, he could never hide even the least blush, she thought โ and was surprised how affectionate the thought was.
Cassandra ClareIs this some manly bonding thing I can't be a part of? Are you getting matching haircuts?
Cassandra Clare