Chapter 153

Jareth had been around the block enough times to know exactly what this meant. That strange unease gnawing at his chest suddenly made perfect sense. He swallowed hard, trying to quiet the pounding in his chest as he slowly followed the arm lying against him with his gaze. And the second he saw who it was beside him, his breath just stopped. No freaking way. Jareth went stiff, frozen in place like lightning had struck him. It took a while before he snapped out of it, but once he did, a shiver ran right through him. That chill? It wasn't from the room. It came straight from his gut. It's her? His eyes were locked onto the figure next to him on the bed-someone he knew far too well. That was the only thought screaming in his head. When he finally came to terms with the fact this wasn't some twisted dream, panic crawled up his throat. He had to be sure-had to confirm what he was dreading. As he pulled back the blanket, his mind was in full-blown desperation mode, silently begging-please, le