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ing　to　the　Peace　Corps　to　an　even　more　remote　third…world　country。

“Hey　sis！”　Aaron　said　cheerfully；　taking　a　large　swig　of　champagne　as　he　set　Yale　down。　Yale　had　large　blue　eyes；　dark　brown　hair　tied　back　with　a　dark　red　ribbon；　and　wore　a　green　velvet　Bonpoint　party　dress。　Blair　grinned。　She　was　fucking　adorable。

The　second　ing　of　Blair　Waldorf？

“Let’s　go　inside—it’s　cold！”　she　said；　holding　her　hand　out　to　her　baby　sister。　Blair　wasn’t　exactly　the　maternal　type；　but　the　almost…four…year…old　was　impossible　to　resist。

“No！”　Yale　stomped　her　foot　indignantly。　“I　don’t　like　anyone　in　there；”　she　whined　as　she　intertwined　her　sticky　fingers　in　Blair’s　manicured　ones。　Aaron　burst　out　laughing。

Blair　picked　up　Yale；　inhaling　the　scent　of　her　baby　shampoo。　“Don’t　worry；　Yaley；　I　don’t　like　anyone　either。”

Together；　Blair　and　Yale　swept　through　the　sliding　door　of　the　terrace　and　into　the　expansive　living　room。　Eleanor　hadn’t　begun　decorating　yet；　so　the　entire　room　was　empty　save　for　a　large　Douglas　fir　that　skimmed　the　vaulted　cathedral　ceiling。　In　a　way；　the　room　looked　more　impressive　without　furniture。　The　white　moldings　of　the　ceiling　contrasted　with　the　dark　oak　of　the　window　ledges；　and　the　art　deco　chandelier　cast　a　romantic　glow　against　the　cherrywood　floors。

“Blair；　darling！”　Misty　Bass　caught　Blair’s　elbow。　She　was　an　imperious…looking　woman　with　a　crisp　blond　bob　who　never　left　the　house　without　first　putting　on　a　large　amount　of　jewelry。

“You　know；　darling；　seeing　you　with　your　adorable　baby　sister　makes　me　imagine　you　as　a　mother；”　Misty　said；　leaning　in　close。　Blair　practically　recoiled　from　the　scent　of　her　spicy　perfume。　“I　know　both　your　mom　and　I　would　love　grandchildren！　After　the　wedding；　of　course