天锡小说网

第16部分（第2页）

away；　as　if　afraid　she　was　going　to　kick　him　next。　？What；　are　you　worried　you？ll　miss　all　the　good

sales　at　Barneys？？　？Yeah；　actually。？　Blair　crossed　her　arms　over　her　chest。

He　nodded　his　dreadlocked　head　sympathetically　and　took　another　puff　from　his　herbal　cigarette；

which　smelled　like　boiled　broccoli　and　Lysol。　？So；　how？s　everybody　been　while　I　was　gone？？　His

voice　was　muffled　by　Mookie；　who　was　practically　sitting　on　his　face　at　this　point。　？How？s

Vanessa？？　？Can　you　move　that　disgusting　mutt　so　I　can　see　you？？　Blair　pulled　her　newly　long　hair

back　into　a　ponytail。　Aaron　shoved　Mookie　off　of　his　chest。　The　dog　whimpered　and　slid

reluctantly　onto　the　floor。

？So；　how？s　Vanessa？？　He　asked　again；　sitting　up　and　crossing　his　legs　Indian　style。　？Is　she

ing　to　the　Met　party？？　？I　think　so。？　Blair　picked　up　a　nail　file　from　the　floor　and　began

furiously　filing　away　at　her　ring　finger。　？But　she？ll　be　ing　from　her　sister？s　wedding　in

Brooklyn；　so　she？ll　probably　get　there　late。Why　do　you　care　anyway？？　？Who　said　I　care？？　Aaron

raised　one　eyebrow　and　grinned　mischievously。　？Maybe　I？m　just　curious。？　True　love　never　lies；

part　deux？

summertime；　and　the　living？s　easy　。　。　。

？Your　lemonade；　Miss　van　der　Woodsen。？

A　crisp；　British…accented　voice　woke　Serena　from　her　light　slumber。　She　looked　up　to　see　a

handsome　waiter　leaning　over　her；　a　gleaming　silver　tray　with　a　tall；　frosted　glass　of　lemonade

balanced　perfectly　on　one　hand。　The　turquoise　water　of　the　SoHo　House　pool　sparkled　behind　him；

casting　a　tint　of　blue　on　his　entirely　white　uniform。

Serena　sat　up　in　her　deck　chair；　tying　up　the　straps　of　her　white；　barely　there　Marni　bikini　so　that

she　wouldn？t　flash　him　by　accident。

That？s　one　way　to　tip！

？Thank　you。？　She　smiled；　pushing　her　white　Chanel　sunglasses　to　the　top　of　her　head。　This　was

the　life。

？Please　let　me　know　if　you　desire　anything　else；？　the　waiter　offered　with　a　polite　little　bow

before　leaving。

Serena　smiled　to　herself　as　she　leaned　back　on　her　pristine　white　deck　chair；　taking　in　the　scene

around　her。　The　entire　poolside　area　was　furnished　in　white；　with　white　lounge　chairs；　oversize

white　umbrellas；　and　white　monogrammed　SoHo

House　towels。　The　stylish　guests　had　taken　it　upon　themselves　to　match　the　scenery；　clad　entirely

in　white　bikinis；　wraps；　and　linen　pants。　The　pool　was　strikingly　turquoise　against　the　bright　white；

and　the　tops　of　Manhattan？s　Financial　District　skyscrapers　glittered　in　the　distance。

She　sighed；　feeling　the　hot　August　sun　warm　every　inch　of　her　smooth　skin。　This　really　was　the

life。　After　their　press　conference　at　the　Soho　House　on　Tuesday；　Ken　Mogul　had　handed　Serena