“She tilts her head to the side and gives me a dirty look.Damn, she’s adorable.”
“Clary?” Jace tilted his head to the side, studying her face. “You do—you still love me, don’t you?” “I love Jace Lightwood,” she said. “I don’t know who you are.”
“She’s never where she is,' I said. 'She’s only inside her head.”
“She’s never where she is,” I said. “She’s only inside her head.”
“She’s my mate; that makes her mine. Forgetting that will see your neck no longer serving its purpose.” “I love it when you talk dirty,” she purred. “Give my regards to Lindsay.”
“You have points on the tip of your ears." she tilts her head and stares at me." like a big, tall elf.”