Now don't go wandering off, William," she said with a meaningful glance. "I don't want to lose you in the crowd." Will's jaw set. "I'm getting the oddest feeling that you're enjoying this," he said under his breath. "Nothing odd about it." Feeling unbelievably bold, Tessa chucked him under the chin with the tip of her lace fan. "Simply behave yourself.
Cassandra ClareSimon stepped between them. โIโm not going to let you fight with each other.โ โAnd what are you going to do about it if . . . Oh.โ Jace's gaze trailed up to Simonโs forehead, and he grinned reluctantly. โ So basically youโre threatening to turn me into something you can sprinkle on popcorn if I donโt do what you say?
Cassandra ClareYou're not going,"he said as soon as she'd finished. "If I have to tie you up and sit on you until this insane whim of yurs passes, you are not going to Idris." Clary felt as if he'd slapped her. She had thought he'd be pleased. She'd run all the way from the hospital to the Institute to tell him, and here he was standing in the entryway glaring at her with a look of grim death. "But you're going.
Cassandra ClareWhatโs your name, then? โTessa looked at him in disbelief. โWhatโs my name?โ โDonโt you know it?
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