CLARY'S POV
I pull my hair into a ponytail and pack the baby's things. "You said you have a day planned. Hurry," I whine as Jace pulls a shirt over his head. "Patience is a virtue! Plus, I'm already out the door," he says as he walks out the door. "You are at an advantage of about two kids!" I shout and he comes back. "Sorry," he says and takes Noah from me.
He covers my eyes with one of his hands and holds Emily's hand in the other. "Okay, three....two..one!" he whispers. He takes his hand off of my eyes and reveals a picnic. In the shade of the trees lays a small picnic with a few pillows. "This is nice," I laugh. "Nice? That's all I get?" he whines. "It's very nice," I smirk.
JACE'S POV
Clary sits down on the blanket I laid down earlier and I sit next to her. My heart rate speeds up. Why am I so nervous? I love Clary. Clary loves me. Why is this so hard then?
CLARY'S POV
Jace paked a few sandwiches and I start unwraping them. "So whats all this for?" I ask. He snaps out of his trance and stutters. "Um...N-nothing. Just wanted to have a picnic," he says and the tops of his cheekbones turn pink. "Okay," I shrug and take a bite of sandwich.
I am so sorry I haven't updated. I have the worst writers block! I promise I'll update once I get the time and ideas! I love you all! Next chapter will hopefully be longer. Bueeeeee! XOXO
