第19部分(第2/7 頁)

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going　to　be　even　better　than　food。

Nate　rolled　onto　his　back　while　Blair　sucked　his　fingers。　He　had　been

so　uptight　about　seeing　Blair　that　he　hadn’t　eaten　dinner；　and　now

he　was　feeling　hungry。　Maybe　when　he　went　home　he’d　pick　up　a

burrito　from　the　Mexican　place　on　Lexington　Avenue。　That’s　what　he

wanted；　a　chicken　and　black　bean　burrito　with　extra　guacamole。

Blair　bit　down　hard　on　his　pinky。

“Ow；”　Nate　said；　his　hard…on　deflating　as　if　it　had　been　pricked　with

a　pin。　He　sat　up　and　ran　his　hands　through　his　hair。　“I　can’t　do　this；”

he　muttered　under　his　breath。

“What？”　Blair　said；　sitting　up　too。　“What’s　wrong？”　Her　heart　fell。

This　wasn’t　in　the　script。　Nate　was　ruining　a　perfect　moment。

Clumsily；　Nate　took　Blair’s　hand　and　looked　into　her　eyes　for　the

first　time　all　night。　“I　have　to　tell　you　something；”　he　said。　“I　can’t

do　this　without　you　knowing。　I　feel　like　an　asshole。”

Blair　could　tell　by　the　look　in　Nate’s　eyes　that　the　moment　wasn’t

just　ruined；　it　was　killed。　“What？”　she　said　softly。

Nate　reached　down　and　gathered　up　the　edges　of　the　quilt。　He

draped　one　end　around　Blair’s　shoulders　and　wrapped　the　other　end

around　his　waist。　It　didn’t　seem　right　to　talk　about　this　when　they

were　both　so　naked。　He　took　Blair’s　hand　again。

“Remember　the　summer　before　last　when　you　were　away　in

Scotland；　at　your　aunt’s　wedding？”　Nate　began。

Blair　nodded。

“It　was　so　friggin’　hot　that　summer。　I　was　in　the　city　with　my　Dad；

just　hanging　out　while　he　went　to　some　meetings　and　stuff。　I　got

bored；　so　I　called　Serena　in　Ridgefield；　and　she　came　down。”　Nate

noticed　Blair’s　back　stiffen