“I am not a piece of property, damn it!""But you are in my possession."She enunciated, "I think you are a lunatic.""Since you are too, that works well enough." His mouth curled into a smile.”

“I'm smiling because I know perfectly well what I am and I honestly don't give a damn what you think of me”

“He put his arms around her. “Well, in my defense, then, whatever I did seemed to work, didn't it?”She sighed. “I suppose.”“You suppose?”“What do you want? A medal?”“For starters. A trophy would be nice, too.”She smiled. “What do you think you're holding right now?”

“If you don’t go after Luke,” Clary said, enunciating very clearly, “I, personally, will kill you.”For a moment Jocelyn looked astonished. Then she smiled. “Well,” she said, “if you put it like that.”

“I've been noble since they took you to the hospital," he said through his teeth. "I'm tired of it. I don't eat, I don't sleep, I can't even work. I remember your voice moaning in my ear like the cry of the damned while I was having you," he bit off, bending to her mouth. "You couldn't get enough of me. You couldn't get close enough to me. Your face when I fulfilled you....I ache every time I think about it.”

“You think way too much of your dick.""So do you," he replied with a smile. And God damn it. I wished I hadn't been staring at his crotch right then.”