Positively Izzy Quotes

Of course you realize you're leaving me in the position of being the one tell everyone - your mother, Luke, Alec, Izzy, Magnus...' 'I guess I shouldn't have said there wouldn't be no risk to you,' Clary said meekly. 'That's right,' said Simon. 'Just remember, when your mother's gnawing my ankle like a furious mama bear separated from her cub, I did it for you.

Izzy, are you—” he began. His eyes flew wide, and he backed up fast enough to smack his head into the wall behind him. “What is he doing here?” Isabelle tugged her tank top back down and glared at her brother. “You don’t knock now?” “It—It’s my bedroom!” Alec spluttered. He seemed to be deliberately trying not to look at Izzy and Simon, who were indeed in a very compromising position. Simon rolled quickly off Isabelle, who sat up, brushing herself off as if for lint. Simon sat up more slowly, trying to hold the torn edges of his shirt together. “Why are all my clothes on the floor?” Alec said. “I was trying to find something for Simon to wear,” Isabelle explained. “Maureen put him in leather pants and a puffy shirt because he was being her romance-novel slave.” “He was being her what?” “Her romance-novel slave,” Isabelle repeated, as if Alec were being particularly dense. Alec shook his head as if he were having a bad dream. “You know what? Don’t explain. Just—put your clothes on, both of you.

Goodness, that stuff rips like paper,” she exclaimed, reaching to pull her tank top off. She was halfway through the action when the door opened and Alec walked into the room. “Izzy, are you—” he began. His eyes flew wide, and he backed up fast enough to smack his head into the wall behind him. “What is he doing here?” Isabelle tugged her tank top back down and glared at her brother. “You don’t knock now?” “It—It’s my bedroom!” Alec spluttered. He seemed to be deliberately trying not to look at Izzy and Simon, who were indeed in a very compromising position.

Ash is so sweet, even I can’t resist her.

Elias speeds his gait, and Keenan drops back, taking a position far enough behind me that I think it best to leave him be. I catch up with Izzi, and she leans toward me. “They’ve avoided ripping each other’s faces off,” she says. “That’s a start, right?” I choke back a laugh. “How long until they kill each other, d’you think? And who strikes first?” “Two days before all-out war,” Izzi says. “My money’s on Keenan striking first. He’s got a temper, that one. But Elias will win, being a Mask and all. Though”—she tilts her head—“he doesn’t look so good, Laia.” Izzi

Ash is so sweet, even I can’t resist

she soldiered on. “I still can’t quite believe you’re doing this. I didn’t expect it and…We don’t need to talk about anything. Just tell me what you want me to do, and I’ll do it.” Rumor has it, I give good head… Oh, of all the things in the world not to be thinking… Except Izzy realized with a flash of heat, that she was thinking it, too. He’d gotten them two rooms to make her feel more comfortable, and instead had ratcheted up her stress levels. Because sex was the only thing she felt certain that she could give him. It was—in her eyes—the only way she could guarantee that he wouldn’t change his mind. “It was your idea to wait a few days,” he reminded her. “If it were up to me, we would’ve gotten married this afternoon. And I still would’ve gotten us two rooms tonight.” Eden was standing there, struggling to comprehend. “Yeah,” Izzy said, “I don’t really get it myself. I like you, and I’m in a position to help. And yeah, everyone makes a big deal about getting married, but it’s just a piece of paper. A contract. I sign a lease every year for my apartment. This is just another contract, except you’re going to sign it, too. We’ll also sign a prenup, and…If you want, we can make sure I get something—a reward—for being Mr. Nice. Like, if I win the lottery while