After the Bridge Part Four

A story for those who might have wondered what Tessa and Jem did after they met on Blackfriars Bridge in the epilogue of Clockwork Princess.

Those who do not like Tessa&Jem together or Jessa sexytimes probably should skip this. (You will not miss anything that will affect your understanding of later books.) Those who like that sort of thing will find this the sort of thing they like.

After the Bridge alternates POV between Jem and Tessa. It will be posted in installments. This is Part Four. It is not the whole story. There are more parts. As this is one short story and not chaptered, each post will contain the whole story from the beginning up to the point where that part ends so that new readers or readers who don’t remember what happened won’t have to hunt down the previous post(s.)

[Also just a personal note: since starting to post this, I’ve been bombarded with requests to write Clace, Malec, Sizzy, Wessa, Jemma, Jordelia, ships that don’t even have names, etc short stories. I usually turn down requests to write short stories for published anthologies because I don’t have time — I really don’t have time to write a ton of short-story-length outtakes. I’m writing this as it grew out of a discussion with Holly Black and Kelly Link about romance shapes and sat on my head and demanded to be written. When that happens again, I will happily post what I write because I like to share free content. But I do need to focus on TLH and TDA right now, and nothing else is calling to be written. In other words, and I hope I am saying this the nicest possible way, I can’t take requests. We will all just have to see if inspiration strikes and hope it isn’t Mortmain/Benedict “The Worm” Lightwood.]

Meanwhile, definitely an R rating below. I admit I don’t really understand the rating system. SEXY TIMES. These characters are consenting and 135 years old, but I would probably keep the story away from kiddies.

AFTER THE BRIDGE PART FOUR 

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"Tess," he said, hoarsely. He was on his feet, without knowing how he had gotten there. He took a step toward her, and then another. "Forty-nine thousand, two hundred and seventy-five."

She knew immediately what he meant. He knew she would. She knew him as no one else living did. “Are you counting days?”

"Forty-nine thousand, two hundred and seventy-five days since I last kissed you," he said. "And I thought of you every single one of them. You do not have to remind me of the Tessa I loved. You were my first love and you will be my last one. I have never forgotten you. I have never not thought of you." He was close enough now to see the pulse pounding in her throat. To reach out and lift up a curl of her hair. "Never."

After the Bridge, Cassandra Clare

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After the Bridge:
  • Tessa:Jem, you're so...
  • Jem:Scarred? Hideous?
  • Tessa:How many times do I have to tell you that you're beautiful? Didn’t you see everyone staring at you on the bridge? You’re so much more beautiful than me. But if you’re foolish enough to want me then I will not question my good fortune.
  • Jem:For all my life, when someone has said the word ‘beautiful’, it is your face I have seen. You are my own very definition of beautiful, Tessa Gray.

New York City - Skyline Sunset - Brooklyn Bridge and Lower Manhattan

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Those were

the sunsets,

the ones

where the city

held the sun

in its palms,

holding on to

summer’s warmth

for as long as it could;

cupped palms

full of light,

and promise

of days

without end

and nights

that barely

dreamed

of autumn.

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* This was taken with my Sony A7 while balancing on sea-legs on a boat whizzing past the New York City skyline at sunset, an experience I highly recommend.

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Information about my New York City photography book which is releasing in stores and online in the autumn of 2014 (including where to order it):

NY Through The Lens: A New York Coffee Table Book

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