Chapter 173

"Enough. I can handle it myself." She twisted away from his looming figure in a panic, backing into the corner as she quickly yanked the zipper up, clearly guarding against any more of his wandering hands. Jareth just stood there wearing that faint, easy smile, his eyes glimmering as he stared at her-especially the way that white dress set off her fair skin, and the smooth curve of her neck. He hesitated for a beat, then suddenly moved in closer and leaned down. Celestia hadn't expected him to make a move, so when she came to her senses, it was already too late-his burning lips were pressed against hers. "Jareth, what the hell are you doing?" Her face flushed bright red. She used all the strength she had to shove him back, finally putting some distance between them. She glared at him angrily, only to catch him staring straight at her lips with a look that made her skin crawl. Her heart dropped. She turned her face toward the mirror on instinct and saw her lips, flushed like a blooming