天锡小说网

第37部分（第2页）

blocks　to　Nate？s　house；　but　today　Blair　had　no　patience　for　walking？she　had　just　discovered　that

her　father　was　a　lying；　cheating　scum…bag；　after　all；　and　a　cab　was　waiting　for　her　downstairs。　Or

rather；　a　cab　was　waiting　for　Mrs。　Solomon　in　4A；　but　when　the　hunter　green　uniform…clad

doorman　saw　the　terrifying　look　on　Blair？s　normally　pretty　face；　he　let　her　take　it。

Besides；　hailing　cabs　in　the　snow　was　probably　the　highlight　of　his　day。

The　stone　walls　bordering　Central　Park　were　blanketed　in　snow。　A　tall；　elderly　woman　and　her

Yorkshire　terrier；　dressed　in　matching　red　Chanel　quilted　coats　with　matching　black　velvet　bows　in

their　white　hair；　crossed　Seventy…second　Street　and　entered　the　Ralph　Lauren　flagship　store。

Blair？s　cab　hurtled　recklessly　up　Madison　Avenue；　past　Agn？s　B。　and　Williams…Sonoma　and　the

Three　Guys　coffee　shop　where　all　the　Constance　Billard　girls　gathered　after　school；　and　finally

pulled　up　to　Nate？s　town　house。

？Let　me　in！？　she　yelled　into　the　inter　outside　the　Archibalds？　elegant　wrought…iron…and…glass

front　door　as　she　swatted　the　buzzer　over　and　over　with　her　hand。

Inside；　Nate　and　Serena　were　still　cuddling　in　the　kitchen。　Serena　raised　her　head　from　his

shoulder　and　opened　her　eyes；　as　if　from　a　dream。　The　kiss　they？d　both　been　fantasizing　about　had

never　actually　happened；　which　was　probably　for　the　best。

？I　think　I？m　warm　now；？　she　announced　and　hopped　off　the　counter；　posing　her　face　so　that

she　looked　totally　calm　and　cool；　like　they　hadn？t　just　had　a　moment。　And　maybe　they　hadn？t？she

couldn？t　be　sure。　She　grinned　at　the　monitor？s　distorted　image　of　Blair　giving　her　the

finger。　？e　on　in；　sweetness！？　she　shouted　back；　buzzing　her　friend　in。

Nate　tried　to　erase　the　disturbing　thought　that　Blair　had　caught　him　and　Serena　together。　They

weren？t　together。　They　were　just　friends；　hanging　out；　which　is　what　friends　do　when　they？re

together。　There　was　nothing　to　catch。　It　was　all　in　his　mind。

Or　was　it？

？Hey；　hornyheads。？　Blair　greeted　them　with　snow　in　her　shoulder…length　chestnut　brown　hair。

Her　cheeks　were　pink　with　cold；　her　blue　eyes　were　slightly　bloodshot；　and　her　carefully　plucked

dark　brown　eyebrows　were　askew；　as　if　she？d　been　crying　or　rubbing　her　eyes　like　crazy。　？I　have　a

fucked…up　story　to　tell　you　guys。？　She　flung　her　orange　bag　down　on　the　floor　and　took　a　deep

breath；　her　eyes　rolling　around　dramatically；　milking　the　moment　for　all　it　was　worth。　？As　it　turns

out；　my　totally　boring；　Mr。　Lawyer　father；　Harold　Waldorf；　Esquire；　is　like　totally　having　an　affair。

Only　moments　ago；　I　caught　him　asking　some　random　babe；　？If　I　was　a　wine；　how　would　you

describe　my　bouquet？？　and　they　were；　like；　totally　hiding　in　his　closet。？　She　clapped　her　hand　over

her　mouth；　as　if　to　keep　the　words　in。

Or　her　breakfast。