波波小说

第21部分（第4页）

Miu　Miu　peep…toe　platforms；　barking　orders　into　her　headset。　？No；　no；　no！？　she　hissed。　？Just　wash

him　off　and　get　him　out　there　as　a　regular　waiter。Nonflammable　paint　only！　I　don？t　need　a　human

torch　streaking　through　my　party！？　She　smiled　tightly　at　Eleanor　and　then　murmured　into　her

headset；　？Okay；　photo　one；　you？re　up　once　we　find　Blair。？　Blair　knew　that　her　mom　and　Davita

were　preparing　to　drag　her　off　somewhere　so　she　could　pose　for　some　god…awful　pictures　her

mother　would　no　doubt　blow　up　so　large　you？d　be　able　to　see　every　one　of　Blair？s　pores。

Knowing　they？d　be　separated　momentarily；　she　leaned　in　to　whisper　in　Nate？s　ear。　？Our　train

leaves　at　10　A。M。　tomorrow　morning　from　Grand　Central；？　she　told　him　softly；　loving　the　smell　of

Acqua　Di　Parma　on　his　skin？a　fresh；　lemony　scent　she　knew　he　only　used　on　special　occasions。　？I

know　we　could　drive；　but　this　will　be　so　much　more　romantic！？　She　drew　back　and　smiled　sweetly

up　at　him　again。

Nate　had　never　seen　Blair　look　so　beautiful？or　so　happy。　Her　skin　was　golden　brown；　her　face

rosy　against　her　bright　blue　dress。　The　diamond　studs　in　her　tiny　earlobes　shone　in　the　light。

Across　the　room；　Serena　was　standing　at　the　bar；　wearing　a　long；　gauzy　silver　dress；　her　golden

hair　falling　in　gleaming　tendrils　down　her　bare　back。　Her　face　was　in　profile；　and　her　features　were

so　unbelievably　gorgeous　his　breath　caught　in　his　chest。　He　forced　himself　to　shift　his　attention

back　to　Blair？his　beautiful　girlfriend；　still　wrapped　in　his　arms。　The　sight　of　her　glowing；　hopeful

face　tore　at　his　heart。　Yale。　He　was　going　to　Yale。　He　should　have　been　ecstatic；　but　he　didn？t

know　what　to　say　or　even　what　to　feel。　He　pulled　her　close　and　breathed　in　the　familiar

honey…almond　scent　of　her　hair。　His　chest　felt　tight；　and　suddenly　it　was　hard　to　breathe。　Blair

nestled　into　him　like　there　was　no　place　she？d　rather　be。　？I　love　you；？　he　whispered　into　her　hair；

hoping　the　words　would　ground　him。　But　now；　more　than　ever　before；　Nate　felt　like　a　small

wooden　dinghy　set　adrift。

Better　start　rowing；　boy。

a　yabba…dabba…doo　time；　we？ll　have　a　gay　ol？　time！

Vanessa　Abrams　staggered　out　of　the　Humphreys？　living　room；　her　pale　arms　weighed　down

with　piles　of　old　coffee…stained　newspapers。　Her　army　green　Triple　5　Soul　cargo　pants　were　rolled

up　to　the　knees；　and　her　fitted　black　Old　Navy　wifebeater　was　soaked　in　sweat。？God。？　She　exhaled

heavily　as　she　dumped　a　pile　of　decades…old　New　Yorkers　in　a　large　blue　recycling　bin；　exposing

the　dusty　parquet　floor　beneath。　？It？s　amazing　these　piles　of　crap　haven？t　toppled　over　in　the　night；

killing　us　in　our　sleep。？

Dan　Humphrey　grunted　in　assent　as　he　walked　down　the　hall　to　the　kitchen　and　washed　out　his

coffee…grit…encrusted　blue　plastic　Evergreen　mug　for　the　third　time　that　day。　He　wouldn？t　m

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