Day 2: 4/3

Hey!!!
Sorry this has take us so long to start up again....but you know high school, applying to college, getting into college and having a social life is very time consuming. BUT, since CoLS is coming out so soon, we are back.
Since I haven't been around in so long, I shall share my favorite passage from CoB. And yes.....it is the garden scene with Jace and Clary.

"But she's so beautiful."
"So are you," said Jace, "and very different from how she is, and she can't help but notice that. She's always wanted to be small and delicate, you know. She hates being taller than most boys."
Clary said nothing to this, because she had nothing to say. Beautiful. He'd called her beautiful. Nobody had ever called her that before, except her mother, which didn't count. Mothers were required to think you were beautiful. She stared at him.
"We should probably go downstairs," he said again. She was sure she was making him uncomfortable with the staring, but she didn't seem to be able to stop. 
"All right," she said finally. To her relief, her voice sounded normal. It was a further relief to look away from him as she turned around. The moon, directly overhead now, lit everything nearly to daylight brightness. In between one step and another she saw a white spark struck off something off the floor: it was the knife Jace had been using to cut apples, lying on its side. She jerked hastily back to avoid stepping on it, and her shoulder bumped his-he put a hand out to steady her, just as she turned to apologize, and then she was somehow in the circle of his arm and he was kissing her. 
It was at first almost as if he hadn't wanted to kiss her: his mouth was hard on hers, unyielding; then he put both arms around her and pulled her against him. His lips softened. She could feel the rapid beat of his heart, taste the sweetness of apples still in his mouth. She wound  her hands into his hair, as she;d wanted to do since the first time she'd seen him. His hair curled around her fingers, silky and fine. Her heart hammering, and there was a rushing sound in her ears, like beating wings-
Jace drew away from her with a muffled exclamation, thought his arms were still around her. "Don't panic, but we've got an audience."


I know its another one of Cassandra Clare's mushy love scenes but I do love it. And all her books.

Yours Truly,
The Queen of Spades