Demon Blood

Chapter Three

Chapter Three

His lips graze her skin sending shivers down her spin. She could smell his scent and cologne; it was intoxicating.

"Are you sure about this, Clarissia?" Even the way he said her name could send her heart beating 90 mile per hour. "Why wouldn't I?" She asked.

"I just didn't know if you were over… Jace?" he asked. Such a foolish question for Jace could not compare to Jonathan by any standard; it was an insult to Jonathan.

"Remind me again, Jonathan, who was Jace?" She tilted her head and Jonathan smiled a mischievous grin. "I was hoping you'd say that." He said has his finger entwined in her hair as his lips came crashing down on hers. Her thoughts became clouded and hazy for all she wanted was him; she knew it was wrong in so many ways but stopped caring after their first night or was it their first kiss?

Clary's eyes flew open. She half expected Jonathan... no Sebastian to be lying next to her, but luckily he wasn't. She followed the scent of food to the kitchen; the layout of this house was much like the one she destroyed. The only difference is this one had much larger two visible stairways; one leading up and one leading down. The floor Clary was one included three bedrooms, four washrooms, and a kitchen that lead into a living room. This house was lavishly decorated also.

"Do you like it?" Sebastian asked.

"It's amazing," She said truthfully. "This house is even more impressive than the other."

"Thanks," he said putting a plate on the table. "I suppose this one was either a vacation house or safe house." He led her to the table and pulled out her seat for her like a gentleman. This small gesture made Clary's stomach flutter.

"I didn't know you cooked." Clary observed the table adorned fresh fruit, homemade muffins, and waffles.

"Only for special people," he replied sitting across from a slight rosy Clary.

"I don't know what to say, no one ever done this for me." Clary said. As Sebastian opened his mouth Clary spoke again. "No the time with Jace does not count. For all I know, you could've influenced him to do something nice just so you could feel what I might do to him."

Sebastian smirked. "You know me better than I expected lil' sis." Clary couldn't help but notice the way his dark eyes sparkled with mischief, and something else she couldn't quite put her finger on.

Clary smirked. "Well," she moved her chair closer to him. "You won't have to worry about that much longer." She spoke as she trailed her hand up his bicep then moving her finger into his hair. Part of her loved this; the feeling of every nerve ending lighting up at the touch of his skin and the addictive quality that came with it, the other half was scared. What was happening to her; she used to feel that way about Jace. No she still feels that way about Jace. At least she prayed she did.

"Hmm... remind me again why we must wait for that Angel boy?" Sebastian whisper in her hair; it sent a tingle down her spin.

"It's getting harder for me to remember." Clary spoke the scary truth, why does she need Jace? "Ah yes I remember. It's a strategic advantage. If both angel children our on your side, they will be less likely to kill you."

Sebastian chuckled, "I hardly think you are an Angel's child anymore."

"I never was." She responds leaning in closer. She could smell the mint and bitterness on his breath; it was indeed an odd combination, but it had a quality that Clary had begun to find comfort in and it frightened her.

His tongue traced her outline of her lips seeking entrance, but Clary pulled away. "We must wait just a few more hours, although if you keep me here some more I might go back on my idea on getting Jace back." Clary whispered.