I Don’t Know Why I Ever Helped

Sebastian Never Does Anything Just For Fun.” Jace Took Clary’s Hand And Pulled Her Toward Him. “but I Do.

What Do You Think It Would Have Been Like If Valentine Had Brought You Up Along With Me? Would You Have Loved Me?" Clary Was Very Glad She Had Put Her Cup Down, Because If She Hadn't, She Would Have Dropped It. Sebastian Was Looking At Her Not With Any Shyness Or The Sort Of Natural Awkwardness That Might Be Attendant On Such A Bizarre Question, But As If She Were A Curious, Foreign Life-form. "well," She Said. "you're My Brother. I Would Have Loved You. I Would Have...had To.

Then, If You Love Him," He Said Quietly, "please, Tessa, Don't Tell Him What I Just Told You. Don't Tell Him That I Love You.

He Does What He Wants, And I Don’t Ask,” He Said. “he Could Bring A Six-foot Tall Pink Rabbit In A Bikini Back Home With Him If He Wanted To. It’s Not My Business. But If You’re Asking Me If I’ve Brought Any Girls Back Here, The Answer Is No. I Don’t Want Anybody But You.

Are You Threatening To Kidnap Me?" "if You Want To Look At It That Way," Jace Said, "yes.