“Then don’t,” Jace murmured back as he reached out a hand to tuck a piece of her long red hair behind an ear. “Stay the night with me?” He asked, hoping that she would. He knew that she might not, that she might worry about what others would think if she walked out of his room in the morning. He didn’t care what others thought. Isabelle and Alec already approved. He knew that his siblings had been rooting for them for awhile now. It had surprisingly been Alec who had been telling him to get a move on with Clary and now that was precisely what he did.
“If anyone has anything to say, they can take it up with me. There’s nothing wrong with us being together. Not anymore.” They had already been apart long enough. He had worried that he would never get Clary back, but now that he had her, he had no intentions of letting her go anytime soon.
“You want me to?” Clary asked as she leaned into his touch, smiling. While she’d never given up on saving him, she had been scared, too. Losing Jace wasn’t something she could handle, and she knew it. She moved closer, one hand raising to rest at the back of his neck. Green eyes watched his for a long moment before she leaned in to kiss him. “There was never anything wrong with it. Believing Valentine was the only thing that made us being together wrong, Jace.” she replied, angry that her own father had been so angry at her loving Jace that he’d liked to keep them apart. It was a betrayal she would never forgive the man for, even in his death. She tucked herself closer, resting her head on his shoulder and hiding her face in his neck. If it were possible, she never wanted to leave the warmth of Jace’s arms again, and her hold on him tightened.
“I don’t regret loving you. I never will.” she promised, squeezing him just a little bit more before releasing her hold some. “Let’s go to bed. I can steal one of your shirts.” She pulled away enough to look at him and smile, one hand carding through blonde hair. “I’ll spend every night with you if you’ll let.”
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