第43部分(第6/7 頁)

na　called；　asking　if　Blair　wanted　to　grab　a　drink。　The　phone　ringing　was　like　an　alarm。

Alert：　You’re　officially　middle…aged！

One　glass　of　wine　with　Serena　had　bee　two　bottles；　and　the　conversation　had　quickly　evolved　into　an　isn’t　it　weird　we’re　all　grown　up　discussion。　Which　had　turned　into　a　let’s　go　back　to　the　old　days　scheming　session。　Which　was　why　Blair　was　now　standing　outside　Nate’s　town　house；　freezing　her　ass　off　in　her　Antik　Batik　brown　leather　jacket　and　high…waisted　Tahari　sailor　pants。

“What　if　they’re　here？”　Blair　asked；　watching　as　Serena　twisted　the　key　in　the　lock。　In　all　the　years　they’d　both　had　an　extra　set　of　keys　to　Nate’s　apartment；　they’d　never　sneaked　in　together。　“Ew。　What　if　they’re；　like；　doing　it？”

“Gross。　Nate’s　parents　always　go　to　St。　Barts　the　day　after　Christmas　and　stay　until　New　Year’s；”　Serena　said　over　her　shoulder。　“So　they　probably　are。　But　who　cares？　That　will　just　make　it　more　fun。　You　were　the　one　who　said　Jenny　and　Nate　needed　shaking　up；”　Serena　pointed　out　as　she　pushed　the　door　open。　Serena　cocked　her　head　like　a　cocker　spaniel。　“Shhh；”　she　whispered；　as　if　Blair　had　been　the　one　talking。

She　exaggeratedly　tiptoed　up　the　mahogany　staircase。　“I　hear　the　TV　upstairs；”　she　explained。

“You　guys　better　be　decent！”　Blair　called　as　she　pushed　the　door　open　to　the　second…floor　study；　where　they’d　spent　hours　watching　old　movies　when　they　were　younger。

They　found　Nate；　asleep　by　himself；　his　mouth　open　and　a　trail　of　drool　heading　down　his　angular　chin。　A　tartan　throw　was　pulled　over　his　body　and　his　dark　blond　hair　was　all　tangled。　He　looked　adorable。

A　smile　played　on　Serena’s　lips。　“What　do　we　do　now？”　From　her　tone；　it　sounded　as　if　she　knew　exactly　what　she　wanted　to　do