If You Wanted To Rip My Clothes

I Could Point Out That That's Not A Dress, That's Underwear, But I Doubt It Would Be In My Best Interest." "need I Remind You," Said Sebastian, "that That Is My Sister?" "most Brother's Would Be Delighted To See Such A Clean-cut Gentleman As Myself Squiring Their Sister's About Town.

What?" Jace Was Still Staring At Her As If She'd Told Him She'd Found One Of The Silent Brothers Doing Nude Cartwheels In The Hallway.

For A Moment She Just Stared, Wondering If There Were Another Girl Staying Here, Or If Sebastian Had Taken To Cross-dressing.

Clary Screamed Out Loud As He Fell Like A Stone- And Landed Lightly On His Feet Just In Front Of Her. Clary Stared With Her Mouth Open As He Rose Up Out Of A Shallow Crouch And Grinned At Her. "if I Made A Joke About Just Dropping In," He Said, "would You Write Me Off As A Cliché?

That Jem Makes Beautiful Things And I Destroy Them. That It Really Ought To Be Me Dying And Not Him. I Mean, What's The Point Of Living If You Can't Even Enjoy It? Yet Jem Enjoys All The Life He's Got. It's Not Fair.