city next year?she?d rather stab herself in the eye with the stiletto heel of one of her new Fendi
boots。
Ouch。
A pile of T…shirts fell off of the bed and landed on the floor with a soft thud as she angrily flailed
around。 She yanked her shoes off and threw them angrily at the wall; needing to hear an even
louder sound。 How could Nate resist Serena when she was a huge star; and right here in the same
city with him?No 。 It simply could not happen。
She reached for her cell and held down speed dial number 4。 Number 1 was 911 for an
emergency; which this was; but whatever; number 2 was for Serena?definitely not who she was
looking for right now; and number 3 was for Nate; the pletely effed…up love of her life。
?H…Hello?? the male voice sounded waterlogged with sleep。
?Daddy; it?s me。? Blair spoke tentatively。 If she was going to get what she wanted from him;
she?d need to tread lightly。 ?I?m sorry?did I wake you?? She made her voice small。 There was a
long pause; and she could hear sheets rustling and the click of a light being turned on halfway
around the world。
?Of course you woke me; Blair…Bear?it?s four a。m。 here。? Her father sounded slightly
annoyed?not to mention sleep…deprived。 The sound of the two babies wailing in the background
reached her ear。 She rolled her eyes in disdain。
?Well; it?simportant; ? she whined。
?I?m sure that it is;? Harold Waldorf said with a sigh。 ?But important things are happening over
here too。 Giles has been up all night with the twins?just the nastiest case of colic。 We tried this
fabulous new vaporizer; but nothing is working。? There was a pause; and Blair could hear the
guttural cooing of a baby over the line。
?I?m sorry I didn?t tell you about the twins before now; honey。 But it was kind of a
spur…of…the…moment acquisition。? He chuckled; and Blair could hear one of the sniveling brats
cooing again。 ?But let me tell you; it was the best one I?ve ever made。? Burberry baby bib: fifty
dollars。 Herm?s Pacifier: six hundred dollars。 Cambodian babies: priceless。
?Blair;? her father cooed over the din of baby…speak; ?Ping would like to say hello?say hi to your
new little brother!? She heard a rustling sound as the little monster was held up to the phone; and
then a series of gurgling noises that sounded like the baby was drowning in its own spit。 ?Pong is
still sleeping; but when she wakes up she?ll say hi too。? Blair rolled her eyes。 Ping and Pong?
Isn?t it technically called table tennis?
?Daddy;? she snapped。?I need to talk to you!?
What happened to treading lightly?
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