Chantel's head swam, lost in a whirl of thoughts as she felt his lips on her. She instinctively kissed him back, putting her arms around his neck, the kiss staying soft. She opened her eyes and stepped back, putting her hands on his chest, now standing an arm's length away. She dropped her head and her long light brown hair dropped onto her shoulders and down her face. She shook her head, tears forming in her eyes. She turned to run, but as she turned, Jareth grabbed her by the arm and pulled her into a hug.
"I-I can't…" She started to say something and he shook his head, stroking her straight hair.
"Shhh. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have put you in such a spot," he said, his voice no more than a whisper, but as he spoke, his chest vibrated with his words.
Chantel looked up at his words and shook her head. "But, I wanted this kiss, just as much as you. You make me feel like I did when I first met my fiancé. It's been so long since I've felt like this."
She smiled and kissed him this time, putting her arms around his neck again, this time the kiss didn't stay soft for very long. She felt almost high when they kissed, it was so, well, magical. He put on hand on her hip, the other cupping her cheek and she slid her hands down to his chest. He shivered and moved both arms around her waist, pulling her close. She pulled away for one second and opened her eyes to notice, they were no longer in his study. She had not seen the room they were in before, but assumed that this was his bedroom. She pecked him on the lips and grabbed his hand, leading him to the beautiful four post bed.
Chantel laid there for some time, looking around the room from her spot on the bed, taking in the room. It was a vast room full of beautiful furniture and rugs and things of the sort. The room was fairly dark. The extensive curtains were opened just enough it let the setting sunlight peak through. There were candles lit, but there was no other light in the room. She ended up bringing her attention back to the sleeping figure next to her. She ran a hand through his messy hair and laid back down completely, closing her eyes. Jareth moved in his sleep, putting his arm around her.
Chantel woke up the next morning, in her bed, tucked in, wearing her Pajama's. Waking up, she smiled and rolled over in her bed. Last night was the most amazing experience she had ever had. She thought about Jareth and her smile grew bigger, but then felt the ring on her left hand and it instantly disappeared. She became nervous and sat up.
"How could I? I'm engaged to Chris. Why did I…" She asked herself.
As she sat there thinking, she played with the ring on her finger and thought about how many times she had been cheated on. How could she cheat on someone else now? But how couldn't she? She was falling for Jareth. Her thoughts were soon interrupted by a soft knock on the door. She looked at her door and said "come in." The door opened barely and Chris crept in, grinning ear to ear. He crept in quietly and shut the door just as quietly. He walked over to her and kissed her on the lips. She smiled and kissed him back.
When they finally pulled away from the kiss he whispered, "Surprise. I thought it would be fun to sneak into your house and wake you up with a kiss, but you are already awake. Everyone else is still asleep."
He gave her this look that it was his "hey- you…Yeah-you" face and she couldn't help but giggle. She watched him climb into her bed, under the sheets with her with a smile. He pulled her down so she was lying on the bed, facing the same direction he was facing. He pecked her cheek, moving the kisses slowly to her neck. She giggled and turned onto her other side so that they were facing each other and he began kissing her lips. The two tried to keep the rest of the night's events as quiet as possible for the rest of the sleeping house.