in Los Angeles。 There would be no sledding in Central Park or walking up Fifth Avenue at
Christmastime with Serena; making fun of the tourists gawking at the Saks windows。 No more
ice…skating at Rockefeller Center with Nate under the enormous tree; a cloudy December sky
threatening snow overhead。 It was painfully sunny almost every day of the year in Los Angeles;
and there was practically no ozone layer; for God?s sake。 She?d have to slather herself in SPF 40
just to open a fucking window。
She sat up; grabbed a trunk; and began filling it with armloads of silk underwear。 If she and Nate
couldn?t share New York anymore; at least they?d have the perfect home together in New
Haven?maybe a little stone cottage close to campus with ivy climbing gaily up the gray stone
walls。 They would sit facing each other in front of a roaring fire; drinking gin and tonics and
studying。 She?d make flash cards to help him study for his economics exams; and they?d cook
dinner together every night; moving carefully around each other in the cozy kitchen。 Nate would
stop in the middle of carving the venison from the deer he?d shot himself on last weekend?s
hunting trip and take her in his arms; covering her with kisses until; dinner forgotten; he would lay
her down on the bearskin rug?from a bear he had killed and skinned?slowly peeling her clothes
from her body。 。 。 。
Blair dropped the pair of black cropped Gucci jodhpurs she was holding and grabbed her cell;
hitting speed dial number 3。 Nate?s phone went straight to voice mail 。 。 。 again。 She threw the
phone onto the cat…pee…stained; sea…grass…mat…covered floor and it went skittering into the
corner。Wherewas he?
Then the door opened and Nate walked in; as if on cue。 Blair jumped to her feet and threw
herself into his arms; purring against his chest。 ?I just called you!? She wrapped her arms around
him and squeezed tight; breathing in the scent of summer and his slightly sweaty armpits。 But
Nate didn?t seem to be hugging her back。 She pulled back ever so slightly and looked up into his
face。 He looked serious?and Nate never looked serious。
Uh…oh。
?What?s wrong?? Blair demanded; her brow furrowing。 Without waiting for an answer she
turned around and began folding pairs of jeans; working methodically。 If she kept busy; maybe she
wouldn?t have an aneurysm。 What the fuck was going on?
?I have to tell you something; Blair。? Nate?s voice was shaking。 ?There?s something important
I?ve been keeping from you。? Blair?s heart bumped crazily in her chest。 He looked so totallywhite
under his tan。 Seeing him so obviously upset made her even more nervous。 She sat down on a
closed trunk and waited。 Had Serena finally told Nate she was in love with him? Did he love
Serena back? Werethey going to run off to France together to adopt Cambodian twins?
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