第44部分 (第1/7页)

else。　Tonight；　though；　the　sheets　felt　cozy　and　warm　against　her　body。　She　leaned　back　against　the　pillows　contemplatively。　It　was　weird　that　the　last　time　she’d　really　spent　time　here　was　four　years　ago。　In　four　years；　she’d　be　twenty…six。　What　would　that　be　like？

Serena　burst　in；　holding　a　bottle　of　Grey　Goose　in　one　hand；　two　highball　glasses　in　the　other；　and　two　DVDs　between　her　laser　white　front　teeth。　She　scattered　them　on　the　duvet　cover　and　grinned。

“Breakfast　at　Tiffany’s　or　Some　Like　It　Hot？”　Serena　asked；　setting　up　a　makeshift　bar　on　Nate’s　dresser　and　splashing　vodka　in　the　two　glasses。

“Do　you　even　have　to　ask？”　Blair　asked；　wiggling　out　of　her　pants　and　throwing　them　out　from　under　the　covers。　She　sighed　happily。　It　was　like　old　times。

Old　times　without　underpants？

Serena　grinned　and　took　a　large　sip　of　her　drink。　“Obviously；”　Serena　said；　popping　Breakfast　at　Tiffany’s　into　the　DVD　player。　“Here　you　go。”　Serena　offered　a　glass　to　Blair。　Then；　she　unbuttoned　her　own　knee…length　black　Dries　van　Noten　dress　and　pulled　her　black　Wolford　stockings　off。

“So　much　better！”　she　said；　crawling　into　bed　next　to　Blair　in　her　beige　Cosabella　boy　shorts　and　pink　Calvin　Klein　camisole　and　cuddling　up　next　to　Blair　like　an　overgrown　puppy。　Blair　lay　back　against　the　pillow　and　gulped　her　highball；　feeling　giddier　and　more　at　home　than　she　had　in　ages。

Nate　woke　up　with　a　start。　He’d　been　dreaming　that　he　was　sailing　by　himself　in　the　middle　of　a　calm；　blue；　endless　sea；　until　all　of　a　sudden　his　boat　had　been　attacked　by　sharks。　He　glanced　at　the　flat　screen；　currently　playing　Shark　Week　reruns；　before　flicking　it　off。　He　rubbed　his　bleary　eyes。　Where　was　Jenny？　And　what　time　was　it？　He　heard　muffled　voices　ing　from