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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 upstairs。 “Jenny?” he called; his voice echoing in the town house。
“I’m ing to find you;” Nate called; taking the stairs to his bedroom two at a time。 But there; lying in a tangled heap as if they belonged there; were Serena and Blair。
He blinked in amazement。 They were singing along to the black…and…white movie on his TV。 Breakfast at Tiffany’s。 Of course。 It was a scene he’d walked in on a million times back in high school。 But this wasn’t high school。 What were they doing here? Was he still dreaming?
“‘Moon River and’—Natie!” Serena squealed; bounding off the bed and rushing toward him。 She was wearing only a pair of underpants and a tank top that didn’t match。 Nate blushed。
“Where’s Jenny?” Nate asked suspiciously; glancing between the two of them。
“We didn’t kill her。” Blair snorted。 “My brother invited her to a party downtown。 She’s probably there。”
He glanced from Serena to Blair; not knowing what to do。 They looked like they’d been there for a while。 Wrinkles from the pillowcase were indented into Blair’s cheek; making her look adorably rumpled and reminding him of all the sleepovers they’d had over the years。 Serena’s tank top strap had fallen off her shoulder; revealing her glittery skin; surprisingly tan for December。
Nate gingerly perched on the edge of the bed; watching as Holly and her boyfriend wandered around Tiffany。 He must have watched this movie a hundred times。 What was one more?
“I’m getting ice cream;” Blair announced; stepping out of bed。 Nate gazed at her as she padded toward the door。 She was wearing her bra and underwear and every inch of her looked amazing。 And Serena was so long and lean and leggy and…
Down boy!
Blair came back with a two…gallon tub of Rocky Road that she’d unearthed from the back of the freezer and three spoons。 “Natie; you’ve got to have a talk with Regina about her ice cream selections。 What happened to the mint chocolate chip?” Blair settled back into bed; loving how she could say whatever she wanted—be whoever she wanted—in front of her two oldest friends。 She hoped no matter what happened; it could always be that way。
“Let’s make a promise!” Serena said spontaneously; as if reading Blair’s mind。 She took a gigantic scoop from the carton; licked her spoon; and held it up。 “No matter who we marry or how many kids we have; we’ll always have slumber parties。”
Blair clinked her spoon against Serena’s。 She took another large scoop of ice cream and bit into it; not caring about the calories or the fact that she was dripping all over herself or that they were acting like a bunch of seventh graders。
“I’m in; but only if I can hold the carton。” Nate grabbed the ice cream and scooped out a large spoonful。 He felt happier than he had in a long time。
Next up: creative use of whipped cream?
a kiss is never just a kiss
Vanessa lay on her bed in the Humphreys’ apartment; Marx by her side and Norma snoring contentedly on the floor。 Norma loved living at the Humphreys’; so at least Vanessa wouldn’t have to worry about finding a home for her while she was in Indonesia。 The dog actually begged for Rufus’s soufflés and other kitchen experiments gone wrong。
Unlike everyone else with a sense of smell。
The only sound in the apartment was the annoying…yet…forting hum of the fluorescent light in the hallway that Rufus always meant to replace but never got around to。 Vanessa typed Indonesia into Google’s search box and pressed enter。 Immediately; maps; travel reviews; and NYTimes。 articles sprung onto the screen。 Nothing helpful。 Nothing that told her whether or not she should go。 She heard the key scrape in the lock。 Rufus was spending time with his anarchist friends; and Jenny was probably with Nate; so it had to be Dan ing home。 Vanessa was surprised by how eager she felt to see him。 She slid off the bed and headed toward the living room to investigate。
“Hey;” Dan said as he unwrapped a Burberry scarf from his neck and flung it on the couch。 Serena had given him the scarf as a Thanksgiving present。
Usually; the fact that he and Serena had grown up in such different worlds didn’t matter to him。 But there were times—like when he received a Thanksgiving present that cost more than a month of working at the circulation desk in Butler Library; or when she invited him to stay at her parents’ sprawling Connecticut house—that it became apparent how fundamentally different their backgrounds were。
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