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d up into Nate’s sexy green eyes。 They were
like the emeralds in the cufflinks her father wore with his tux when
he went to the opera。
He’s wearing your heart on his sleeve; she reminded herself;
forgetting all about the hot dog。 In the movie of her life; Nate would
pick her up and carry her away to the bedroom and ravish her。
But this was real life; unfortunately。
“I have to talk to you;” Blair said。 She held out her glass。 “Fill me
up; first?”
Nate took her glass and Blair led him over to the marble…topped wet
bar by the French doors that opened onto the dining room。 Nate
poured them each a tumbler full of scotch and then followed Blair
across the living room once more。
“Hey; where are you two going?” Chuck Bass asked as they walked
by。 He raised his eyebrows; leering at them suggestively。
Blair rolled her eyes at Chuck and kept walking; drinking as she
went。 Nate followed her; ignoring Chuck pletely。
Chuck Bass; the oldest son of Misty and Bartholomew Bass; was
handsome; aftershave…mercial handsome。 In fact; he’d starred
in a British Drakkar Noir mercial; much to his parents’ public
dismay and secret pride。 Chuck was also the horniest boy in Blair
and Nate’s group of friends。 Once; at a party in ninth grade; Chuck
had hidden in a guest bedroom closet for two hours; waiting to
crawl into bed with Kati Farkas; who was so drunk she kept throwing
up in her sleep。 Chuck didn’t even mind。 He just got in bed with her。
He was pletely unshakeable when it came to girls。
The only way to deal with a guy like Chuck is to laugh in his face;
which is exactly what all the girls who knew him did。 I