Jareth was stunned for a moment, before attempting to regain his cool composure.
"Is it mine?" he questioned, the worry evident in his voice. Jackie cupped his face in her hands.
"Of course it is Jareth. I wouldn't dream of being with anyone else," she replied. Jareth instantly calmed down. He trusted her. Jackie was nothing like her mother. Jareth found himself wondering what he could have possibly ever seen in Sarah. She was a jerk, and egotistical loser. He had given her everything she had asked for. He exhausted himself, and she still walked away with not even a "thank you." Jareth Leaned down and crashed his lips against Jackie's. The passion built up between them, and Jareth knew that Jackie had done things to him he would have never dreamed possible. She had taken his virginity, told him someone loved him for the first time, and made his life perfect. He had a lovely girlfriend whom he planned to marry, and a child on the way. Although, he would have to wait to marry her until after she had the child, because no one could know of the baby, that didn't mean he couldn't propose to her now. Jackie moved onto his lap, and his hands roamed around on her back, drawing her closer. When they finally broke apart, Jackie rested her head against his shoulder. He put his chin on her head, reminding him of the time they had spent in the enchanted field. Jareth love the girl in his arms, and he knew the perfect way to show her. For days, he had carried the small back velvet box in his pocket, waiting for the right moment to propose to his dark haired princess.
Rolling Jackie off his lap, Jareth fell to one knee and pulled the box out. At the sight, Jackie gasped, She knew what he was going to ask, before he even said a word.
"Jackie Williams, I have loved you ever since I first set eyes on you. I promise that i will love you forever more. Will you do me the honor of marrying me?"