Chapter 23: The Meeting

Jace Herondale

The heart is a strange and amazing muscle and we all can't live or love without it, but most people don't think about it often. We don't think about the steady, faithful organ that beat one hundred thousand times a day. Most people have no idea that a woman’s heartbeat is faster than a man’s by about eight beats per minute, or that its four chambers pumps blood to every cell in the body except for the corneas.

Yet it can be a pesky little nuisance at times, Making us feel things we don't want to feel or say and do things we've never planned on. And lately, it has been the source of all my problems. But at this exact moment, the heart isn't what am concerned about. It's a body part further south.

Am a sexual man I love vaginas. I really do. But staring into the mouth of one old enough to belong to my grandmother isn't my idea of an exciting evening for me. It's the worst way to spend my evening but it's still my job.

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