第31部分(第6/7 頁)

ouseguests　were　under　the　roof。　How　Serena　and　Nate　had　crashed　what　was　supposed　to　be　a　normal；　sane　holiday　vacation。

Doesn’t　she　know　by　now　that　doesn’t　exist？

She　threw　on　a　silky　peach　Cosabella　robe；　double…knotted　it　over　her　cami　and　boy　shorts；　and　stomped　toward　the　attic　stairs。

“Hello？”　she　called；　an　edge　to　her　voice　as　she　stomped　up　the　rickety　attic　stairs。　If　Nate　was　up　here　with　Serena…　well；　Blair　didn’t　even　know　what　the　fuck　she’d　do　if　she　found　them　together。　And　if　Serena　and　her　gross　pseudo…intellectual　boyfriend　were　doing　anything　up　here；　she’d　still　be　annoyed。　Just　the　fact　that　Serena　was　in　the　house　pissed　her　off。　What　part　of　her　speech　last　winter　had　made　Serena　think　it　was　a　good　idea　to　follow　her　to　Newport？

Blair　swung　open　the　door；　ready　to　tell　whoever　was　up　there　to　get　the　fuck　out。　But　it　was　just　Nate；　standing　near　the　large　antique　wardrobe　in　the　corner；　holding　what　looked　like　her　mom’s　wedding　dress　out　in　front　of　him。

“Oh；　hey；”　Nate　said；　turning　around　to　face　Blair。

“What　the　hell？”　Blair　demanded　angrily。　This　was　one　scenario　she　hadn’t　anticipated。　Had　Nate　been　trying　on　her　mom’s　dress？

“Sorry；　I　was　just　looking　around。　Remember　how　we　used　to　play　hide…and…seek　up　here？”　Nate　asked　innocently。

Blair　softened　slightly。　Nate　might　be　insensitive　and　have　idiotic　lapses　of　judgment；　but　he　definitely　wasn’t　a　cross…dresser。　“I　thought　I　heard　a　noise。”　She　folded　her　arms　over　her　chest。

“I　accidentally　bumped　into　the　mirror。　It’s　fine；　though。”　He　gestured　toward　her　great…grandmother　Cornelia’s　gold　mirror　in　the　corner。

“What　are　you　doing　with　my　mom’s　wedding　dress？”　Blair　asked　pointedly。

“Sorry。”　Nate　racked　his　brai