Nate along with her。 She squeezed Blair?s shoulders exuberantly。 ?You?re not mad; are you??
Me; mad?Blair smiled tensely; still intent on impressing Marcus with her sweet; forgiving nature。
Ha!
?You?re such an excellent actress;? she finally told her ex…friend politely。 ?You totally deserve
it。?
Serena?s ear…to…ear smile faded slightly。 She knew Blair too well not to be able to gauge that she
was less than pleased and more than pissed。 Blair was plicated: It was best to flee when she
was acting volatile。 ?Is Vanessa around? I can?t wait to tell her?I?m totally talking to Ken Mogul
about hiring her to film the movie!?
Her face resolutely blank; Blair pointed to where Vanessa was sitting in the corner with her own
personal bottle of Stoli; happily signing the yearbooks of all the nonseniors at the party who
thought she was beyond cool。
?Vanessa Marigold Abrams!? Serena cried and dashed across the room; leaving Nate behind。
Nate stood in front of Blair and Lord Marcus all cuddled up in their wing…back chair; his hands in
his pockets; feeling like a jerk。
?How?s it feel?? Lord Marcus asked; reaching up to shake Nate?s hand。
Nate didn?t know who knew about his graduation predicament; and he didn?t much want to talk
about it。 ?I?m just glad it?s over;? he mumbled。 Lord Marcus looked bigger than he remembered;
and even though he was a guy; Nate could appreciate how handsome he was。 Blair had really
scored。
?That?s how I feel;? Blair agreed with a perky smile。 She reached up and casually stroked the
back of Lord Marcus?s tanned; muscular neck; showing off how fortable she was talking to
Nate while sitting on Marcus?s lap。
Nate suddenly perked up; remembering the reason he?d e to the party in the first
place。 ?Blair; can I talk to you for a minute?? he asked; although to him it sounded like he?d
said; ?Woo shee ga ga??
Blair had always been the needy one in their on…again…off…again relationship; so it was a new
experience to see Nate hovering over her; looking unfortable and a little desperate; with
something bulky stuffed under his arm。 Was he going to give her a present? she wondered。 God
knew she?d given him enough presents in their time together; and he?d hardly given her anything
except flowers a few times; when he?d thought of it。
?Don?t go anywhere。 We?ll be right back;? she murmured to Marcus。 She slipped off his knee;
flashing him a sultry
I?m…only…tolerating…this…party…for…a…half…hour…more…before…I…tear…your…clothes…off look。 Then she
followed Nate into a semiquiet corner of the crowded room; trying to appear impatient and
indifferent while her heart thundered so furiously in her chest; she wouldn?t have been surprised if
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