Chapter 63

He curled his lips into a smirk, shooting Celestia a mocking glance. "Don't flatter yourself. All I want is your body." As the words left his mouth, a flicker of pain flashed through Jareth's eyes. He quickly looked away, dodging her wounded expression, but the sharp sting in his chest betrayed him. The moment the words hit her, Celestia visibly trembled, and the color drained from her face. She stared at the cold, detached Jareth, her body shaking. The chill in her heart went deeper than anything physical. She pressed her lips together, trying hard to pretend she didn't care, but her eyes-blinking rapidly-gave her away. They stood silently for what felt like forever before she finally found her voice again. "Aren't you worried I might get pregnant?" Her tone was low, almost defeated. He hadn't used protection-and he hadn't held back either. Didn't that possibility cross his mind? Jareth glanced at her, one brow raised. "Why would I be?" he replied lazily, his tone so casual it was alm