Actually," said Jace, "I prefer to think that I'm a liar in a way that's uniquely my own.
Cassandra ClareIt's so dark," she said lamely. "You want me to hold your hand?" Clary put both her hands behind her back like a small child. "Don't talk down to me." "Well, I could hardly talk up to you. You're too short.
Cassandra ClareThat sounds almost practiced, James Carstairs. How many girls have you made swoon with that observation?" "There is only one girl I care to make swoon," he said. "The question is, does she?" She smiled at him. "She does.
Cassandra ClareWell, Iโm not kissing the mundane," said Jace. "Iโd rather stay down here and rot." "Forever?" said Simon. "Foreverโs an awfully long time." Jace raised his eyebrows. "I knew it," he said. "You want to kiss me, donโt you?
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