gossip girl 4 英文

第17部分 (第1/7頁)

？Right；　duh。？　Duke　slapped　himself　on　the　head　with　a　goofy　laugh。　？Want　to　dance　instead？？　He

held　out　his　hand；　his　arm　muscles　rippling　invitingly。　He　looked　like　he　never　missed　a　workout

and　survived　on　a　diet　of　protein　drinks　and　wheatgrass。

Vanessa　tugged　on　her　red　shirt　again　and　took　Duke？s　hand；　following　him　out　onto　the

throbbing；　crowded　dance　floor。　She　couldn？t　believe　herself？shehated　to　dance！　At　least　no　one

she　knew　would　be　watching。

Oh　yeah？

audrey　keeps　her　clothes　on

Because　the　snow　had　bee　pletely　unnavigable　and　they　were　trapped　downtown；　Blair

decided　that　the　most　attractive　option　was　to　get　a　suite　in　the　hotel　upstairs。

？We　can　watch　TV　and　order　room　service；？　she　whispered　enticingly　in　Owen？s　ear。　？It？ll　be

fun。？

The　room　was　luxurious；　with　a　king…sized　bed；　a　sunken　Jacuzzi　tub；　a　flat…screen　plasma　TV

hanging　on　the　wall；　and　an　impressive　view　of　the　partially　frozen；　white…washed　Hudson　River。

Owen　called　room　service　and　ordered　a　bottle　of　Veuve　Clicquot；　filet　mignon；　pommes　frites；

and　chocolate　mousse　cake；　and　when　it　came　they　lay　on　the　bed；　feeding　each　other　cake　and

watchingTop　Gun　on　TNT。

？How　e　you　and　your　wife　split　up？？　Blair　asked；　forking　a　piece　of　cake　into　Owen？s　open

mouth。　Chocolatey　crumbs　fell　onto　the　white　450…thread…count　Egyptian　cotton　pillowcases。

Owen　dipped　a　teaspoon　into　the　cake？s　frosting　and　offered　the　spoon　to　Blair　to　lick　off。　？We

haven？t。　。　。　。？　He　hesitated；　his　gorgeous；　shapely　eyebrows　furrowing　as　he　considered　his

answer。　？I？d　really　rather　not　talk　about　it。？

Blair　smiled　sympathetically　as　she　let　the　frosting　melt　on　her　t