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hed across the table。 “I’ll eat them; if you don’t want
them。”
“Oh; now; Chuck;” Mrs。 Bass clucked。 “Don’t be a piggy。”
“She said she didn’t want them;” Chuck said。 “Right; Blair?”
Blair handed her plate over; careful not to look at Serena or Nate;
sitting on either side of Chuck。
Serena was busy cutting her omelet into little squares; like Scrabble
pieces。 She began building tall towers of them。
Out of the corner of his eye; Nate was watching her。 He was also
watching Chuck’s hands。 Each time they slid underneath the
tablecloth and out of view; Nate imagined them all over Serena’s
legs。
“Anyone see the Styles section of the Times today?” Cyrus asked;
looking around the table。
Serena’s head shot up。 Her picture with the Remi brothers。 She’d
forgotten all about it。
She pursed her lips and slunk down in her chair; waiting for an
inquisition from her parents and everyone else at the table。 But it
never came。 It was part of their social code not to dwell on things
that embarrassed them。
“Pass me the cream; Nate darling?” Blair’s mother said; while
smiling at Serena。
And that was that。
Nate’s mother cleared her throat。 “How is the Kiss on the Lips party
going; Blair? Are you girls all ready?” she asked; swigging her
Seven…and…Seven。
“Yes; we’re all set;” Blair answered politely。 “We finally got the
invitations cleared up。 And Kate Spade is sending over the gift bags
after school on Thursday。”
“I remember all the cotillions I used to organize;” Mrs。 van der
Woodsen said; with a dreamy expression。 “But the thing we always
used to worry about most was would the boy