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d　to　your　luggage。？

？Thank　you；？　Blair　replied　graciously；　pleased　with　herself　for　having　made　Chuck　call　and

pretend　to　be　her　father；　booking　her　a　suite　only　minutes　before　she　arrived。　Of　course；　she　could

have　asked　her　dad　to　call　himself；　but　he　was　in　Germany　buying　a　plane　or　a　car？she　wasn？t　sure

which？for　his　new　French　boyfriend；　Giles；　and　she　didn？t　want　to　bother　him。

The　Yale　Club　lobby　was　businesslike　and　unfussy；　with　a　black…and…white　marble　floor；　white

walls；　and　a　few　Yale…blue　wing…back　chairs　scattered　about。　Blair　kept　her　chin　up　as　the　staff

scurried　about　with　her　bags　and　keys；　imagining　she　was　Elizabeth　Taylor；　back　in　the　days　when

she　was　beautiful；　thin；　and　glamorous；　arriving　at　some　simple　bed…and…breakfast　in　a　small　town

in　Scotland　where　her　new　film　was　being　shot。　She　could　tolerate　the　old…fashioned；　crusty

surroundings　so　long　as　she　spent　most　of　her　time　in　the　bar。

She　followed　the　black…vested；　bow…tie…wearing　concierge　into　one　of　the　old　wood…paneled

elevators　and　stood　silently　waiting　for　the　door　to　close；　praying　that　her　suite　would　have　lots　of

closet　space　and　decent　sheets。　It　was　precisely　one　of　those　awkward；　mundane　little　moments

that　made　her　feel　like　most　of　life　was　just　waiting　for　something　to　happen。

But　then；　somethingdid　happen。

？Hold　it！？　a　tall；　broad…shouldered　boy　shouted　as　he　dashed　into　the　elevator。　His　light　brown

hair　was　short　and　wavy；　and　his　skin　was　tanned　a　nice　golden　brown　color。　His　glittering　green

eyes　were　framed　by　long；　golden　brown　lashes；　and　his　girlish　red　mouth　was　set　off　by　a

masculine　square　chin。

？Cheers；？　he　thanked　the　concie