Chapter Eleven
"'I guess I can't help thinking that if I'd known the truth, I wouldn't have met Jace the way I did. I wouldn't have fallen in love with him.'
Simon was silent for a moment. 'I don't think I've ever heard you say that before.'"
– Cassandra Clare, City of Glass
I had never slept with a boy before. No, IH and I didn't have s*x that night, but we lay curled up together all night. He woke up around two, a little surprised to find me wrapped around his chest. For a long time, he played with my hair as he craned his neck to watch me trace patterns over his chest. When I started shivering, one of his clones lay a blanket over the two of us. Frankly, it freaked me out a little. And when I was still cold after that, the clone lay down on the other side of me and started spooning
