第11部分(第3/7 頁)

e　Palace　or　Snacks　at　the　Strand　or　whatever　her　movie　was　called。　Now　it　was　almost　four　o’clock；　and　she　felt　kind　of　gross　and　bloated　from　spending　the　entire　day　lying　in　bed　and　eating　Godiva　chocolates　from　one　of　Serena’s　discarded　gift　baskets。　She　needed　to　get　out。

She　hadn’t　seen　Serena　since　brunch　the　day　before。　It　was　sort　of　for　the　best；　though。　After　all；　she　and　Nate　couldn’t　keep　their　hands　off　each　other。　They’d　spent　all　of　yesterday　cuddled　in　Nate’s　bed；　whispering　remember…whens　in　between　kisses　and　feeding　each　other　eel　rolls　from　Blue　Ribbon　sushi。　She　only　left　Nate’s　house　because　his　parents　were　due　home　from　St。　Barts　today。　It　would　be　enough　of　a　surprise　for　them　to　see　Nate。　She　didn’t　want　them　to　think　the　first　thing　Nate　did　when　he　came　back　was　take　advantage　of　the　empty　house　with　his　girlfriend。

Wait；　girlfriend？

She　sighed　and　turned　off　the　TV。　Ever　since　she　was　fifteen　and　had　seen　Breakfast　at　Tiffany’s；　she’d　played　a　game　with　herself　called　What　Would　Audrey　Do？　If　Audrey　found　herself　alone　at　dusk　on　a　cold　January　day；　she’d　probably　sit　near　the　window　of　some　cozy　café　like　Le　Refuge　on　Eighty…Second　Street　and　people…watch；　the　whole　while　blissfully　unaware　that　from　behind　their　menus；　everyone　was　whispering　about　the　charmingly　gamine　girl。　Besides；　she’d　been　back　in　New　York—her　city—for　almost　three　days　and　had　barely　seen　anything　besides　Nate’s　bedroom。

And　it　wasn’t　like　she’d　been　admiring　the　décor。

Blair　pulled　her　Burberry　coat　from　the　Eames　chair　in　the　corner；　exited　the　building；　and　automatically　turned　left；　exactly　as　she　had　a　million　times　before。　She　wasn’t　sure　where　she　was　going；　but　she’d　know　when　she　got　there。

She　paused　at　Seventy…sec