Don't."Clary raised a warning hand. "I'm not really in the m... - Cassandra Clare, City of Bones
"Don't."Clary raised a warning hand. "I'm not really in the mood right now.""That's got to be the first time a girl's ever said that to me,"Jace mused."
"Don't."Clary raised a warning hand. "I'm not really in the mood right now.""That's got to be the first time a girl's ever said that to me,"Jace mused."
"If there were such a thing as terminal literalism, you'd have died in childhood."
"The meek may inherit the earth, but at the moment it belongs to the conceited. Like me."
"What's this?"he demanded, looking from Clary to his companions, as if they might know what she was doing there."It's a girl,"Jace said,recovering his composure. "Surely you've seen girls before, Alec. Your sister Isabelle is one."
"You guessed? You must have been pretty sure, considering you could have killed me.""I was ninety percent sure.""I see,"Clary said. There must have been something in her voice, because he turned to look at her. Her hand cracked across his face, a slap that rocked him back on his heels. He put his hands on his cheek, more in surprise than pain."What the hell was that for?""The other ten percent."
"Simon!"Clary shouted, and seized his arm. "What?"Simon looked alarmed."I'm not really sleeping with your mom, you know. I was just trying to get your attention. Not that your mom isn't a very attractive woman, for her age."