Straight From The Lover's Mouth

She downs the tequila in one smooth motion, letting the liquid trails down her throat and closes her eyes for a brief moment before she feels the bump of someone’s arm against her own, warm and almost familiar.

Only it isn’t – it shouldn’t, because when Jace swirls to her side, she realizes that she is almost face to face with a stranger – a pretty one at that, if not a little too tanned with cute, button nose and a mouth that looks like it is made perfectly for kissing. Why in hell she thought about kissing while staring at the stranger’s mouth beats her, but really --