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white　Marc　Jacobs　Vans。

？I？m　sorry；？　he　said；　putting　his　cell　phone　into　his　pocket。　？But　I？ve　gotta　go。？　？Sounds　like

you？ve　got　a　hot　date。？　She　winked　and　waited　for　his　sly　eback；　but　he　only　gave　her　a

halfhearted　smile。　Serena　searched　his　eyes；　trying　to　figure　out　what　was　going　on。　Nate　turned

and　started　digging　through　one　of　his　desk　drawers；　pulling　out　some　rolling　papers；　a　stick　of

deodorant；　and　some　random　unicorn　stickers　Blair　had　probably　given　him　in；　like；　seventh　grade

or　something。　？But　before　you　go；　I　just　wanted　to　tell　you　that　they？re　pushing　up　the　release　date

forBreakfast　at　Fred？s。　。　。　。　？　？Seriously？？　He　turned　to　look　at　her　again；　producing　his　iPod　from

the　drawer　and　throwing　it　into　his　navy　blue　Jack　Spade　canvas　backpack　along　with　his　keys。　？I

guess　you？ll　be　a　real　movie　star　soon。？　He　grinned；　closing　his　backpack。　？Sure　you？ll　still　have

time　for　us　little　people？？　？I？ll　always　have　time　for　you；　Natie。？　Her　voice　was　small　but　serious。

As　she　held　his　green…eyed　gaze；　Nate　leaned　over　and　kissed　her　softly　on　the　forehead；　his　lips

lingering　for　a　moment　on　her　skin。　He　stroked　the　top　of　her　head　briefly　with　one　hand　and　then

walked　quickly　to　the　door。　Before　the　door　swung　shut；　he　looked　back　at　her　？a　kind　of　wordless

question　swimming　in　his　green　eyes。　And　then　he　was　gone。

Serena　sat　there　in　a　daze；　one　hand　tracing　the　path　of　his　lips　on　her　face。　Her　forehead　felt

strange　and　electric？like　her　skin　had　just　been　branded　by　the　soft　pressure　of　Nate？s　mouth。　She

could　still　feel　the　silky　warmth　of　his　lips；　and　all　she　wanted　was　to　chase　him　out　the　door　and

kiss　him　back。

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