If you knew how to cook, maybe I would eat," Jace muttered. Isabelle froze, her spoon poised dangerously. "What did you say?" Jace edged toward the fridge. "I said I'm going to look for a snack to eat." That's what I thought you said." Isabelle turned her attention to the soup.
Cassandra ClareI belong to you. You could do anything you wanted with me and I would let you. You could ask anything of me and I'd break myself trying to make you happy. My heart tells me this is the best and greatest feeling I have ever had.
Cassandra ClarePlease donโt do thisโdonโt do this to me. If anything happened to youโโ He looked at her with surprise. There was already a red stain on the white bandages that wrapped his chest, where his movements had pulled his wound open. โIโฆโ โWhat?โ โIโm not used to you loving me,โ he said.
Cassandra ClareIn Paris one could have the eyes of a cat (as he did) and tell people it was a trick of fashion.
Cassandra ClareHe strode to the wall and tore aside one of the velvet hangings. โYou want to tell me what this is?โ he demanded. โItโs a door, Jace,โ said Clary.
Cassandra ClareSebastian just smiled. โI could hear your heart beating,โ he said softly. โWhen you were watching me with Valentine. Did it bother you?โ โThat you seem to be dating my dad?โ Jace shrugged. "Youโre a little young for him, to be honest.โ โWhat?โ For the first time since Jace had met him, Sebastian seemed flabbergasted.
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