“I suppose these things had a use at one time,” he said. “It was probably risqué to take this ride. You’d get a whole four minutes of unsupervised necking.” The word “necking” was bad. Hearing Jace say it was a new kind of bad. “So,” Jace said, “do you want to talk or should I?” “Talk about what?” Jace indicated the tunnel around them, as if this was very obvious. “I’m not going to kiss you,” Simon said. “Ever.” “I’ve never heard anyone say that before,” Jace mused. “It was a unique experience.”
