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rnate　gold　clasp

shaped　like　the　letterB　。　？Congratulations；　Bee；？　he　murmured；　kissing　her　on　the　nape　of　the

neck。

Bee？

Blair　had　always　wanted　a　nickname。　She　tilted　her　chin　up　to　kiss　him　on　the　mouth；　feeling

drunk　with　happiness　and　all　the　vodka　she？d　consumed　with　Vanessa　in　the　hours　between

graduation　and　now。　She　had　an　insanely　cute　new　car；　an　insanely　hot　new　boyfriend；　and　she　was

going　to　Yale　in　the　fall。　The　pearls　were　just　accessories　for　her　already…perfect　life。

Well；　aren？t　we　smug？

？I？d　love　for　you　to　e　to　England　this　summer；？　Lord　Marcus　whispered；　his　lips　brushing

Blair？s　hair。　？My　family？s　desperate　to　meet　you。　You　could　stay　at　the　house。　And　maybe　we

could　even　fly　to　Paris　and　see　your　dad　while　you？re　over。？

Blair？s　breath　caught　in　her　throat　and　she　turned　around；　blinking　up　at　him　like　a　vacant

cartoon　princess　who？d　just　been　woken　from　a　witch？s　spell。　He？d　only　asked　her　to　visit　him；

but　it　had　sounded　almost　like　？a　marriage　proposal　。　He　was　her　prince；　her　knight？well；　not

exactly；　but　a　lord　was　almost　the　same　thing。　He？d　swooped　in　on　his　white　stallion；　swept　her　off

her　feet；　and　now　he　wanted　to　take　her　home　to　meet　his　parents　because　soon？maybe　even

sometime　this　summer？he　was　going　to　give　her　an　incredibly　rare　diamond　ring；　kneel　down

before　her；　and　ask　her　to　marry　him。

Not　that　he　actually　mentioned　marriage。　And　when　exactly　did　a　white　stallion　enter　the　picture？

？Yes；？　Blair　responded　blissfully。　？Oh；　yes！？

It　was　more　of　a　response　to　the　marriage　proposal　in　her　head　than　to　Lord　Marcus？s　original

proposal；　but　in　the　world　according　to　Blair；　they　were