He loved her. He loved her, and she loved him, and now they both knew it. Everything that she'd been worried about, all the fears she'd had about him finding out how she felt, seemed kind of trivial now. Even when she'd thought about telling him, there'd only been a few times that's she'd entertained the that maybe he'd feel the same way about her. Bishop hadn't wanted to get her hopes up. Overall, it really couldn't have gone better. The fact that he'd tried to lie to her about it was already forgotten, buried by everything else that had happend.
"Do we ever know what we're doing?" Laughing, she brushed the hair away from his face, making it easier to leave a few light kisses against his jaw. Bishop had been making it up as she went along for so long now that she'd kind of forgotten what it felt like to have a plan. When it came to Jace, he kept her so off balance that the best she could do was try to take everything as it came. She loved the unpredictibility of it. It was one of the only areas of her life where she liked a surprise.
Grinning, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, her hands clasping behind his neck. She'd never felt like this before, not even the first time her and Jace had slept together. There was a happiness companied with an absolute certantity that she was doing the right thing. That certantity was missing from so much of her life. She gave him a quick kiss, then leaned back with a mischevious smile. "Did you know ages ago?"