"Drusilla," Jace repeated. Her cold hands sent goosebumps over his skin. She was cold. She wasn't warm at all, not like the girls Jace normally liked to be with. Then again she was a vampire. A vampire. Why was he in a vampire's lair? This was dangerous. This was stupid. He shook his head slightly and said, "I should go." The fog was slowly starting to clear and he knew he needed to leave.