gossip girl 11 英文-第51部分

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shoulder　and　opened　her　eyes；　as　if　from　a　dream。　The　kiss　they？d　both　been　fantasizing　about　had　
never　actually　happened；　which　was　probably　for　the　best。　

？I　think　I？m　warm　now；？　she　announced　and　hopped　off　the　counter；　posing　her　face　so　that　
she　looked　totally　calm　and　cool；　like　they　hadn？t　just　had　a　moment。　And　maybe　they　hadn？t？she　
couldn？t　be　sure。　She　grinned　at　the　monitor？s　distorted　image　of　Blair　giving　her　the　
finger。　？e　on　in；　sweetness！？　she　shouted　back；　buzzing　her　friend　in。　


Nate　tried　to　erase　the　disturbing　thought　that　Blair　had　caught　him　and　Serena　together。　They　
weren？t　together。　They　were　just　friends；　hanging　out；　which　is　what　friends　do　when　they？re　
together。　There　was　nothing　to　catch。　It　was　all　in　his　mind。　

Or　was　it？　

？Hey；　hornyheads。？　Blair　greeted　them　with　snow　in　her　shoulder…length　chestnut　brown　hair。　
Her　cheeks　were　pink　with　cold；　her　blue　eyes　were　slightly　bloodshot；　and　her　carefully　plucked　
dark　brown　eyebrows　were　askew；　as　if　she？d　been　crying　or　rubbing　her　eyes　like　crazy。　？I　have　a　
fucked…up　story　to　tell　you　guys。？　She　flung　her　orange　bag　down　on　the　floor　and　took　a　deep　
breath；　her　eyes　rolling　around　dramatically；　milking　the　moment　for　all　it　was　worth。　？As　it　turns　
out；　my　totally　boring；　Mr。　Lawyer　father；　Harold　Waldorf；　Esquire；　is　like　totally　having　an　affair。　
Only　moments　ago；　I　caught　him　asking　some　random　babe；　？If　I　was　a　wine；　how　would　you　
describe　my　bouquet？？　and　they　were；　like；　totally　hiding　in　his　closet。？　She　clapped　her　hand　over　
her　mouth；　as　if　to　keep　the　words　in。　

Or　her　breakfast。　

？Whoa；？　Serena　and　Nate　responded　in　unison。　

？He　just　sounded　so　。　。　。　slimy；？　Blair　wailed　through　her　fingers。　

Serena　knew　this　might　be　even　grosser；　but　she　just　had　to　get　it　out　there。　？Well；　maybe　he　was　
just　having　phone　sex　with　your　mom。？　？Sure；？　Nate　agreed。　？My　parents　do　that　all　the　time；？　he　
added；　feeling　a　little　sick　as　he　said　it。　His　navy　admiral　dad　was　so　uptight　he　probably　wouldn？t　
have　phone　sex　for　fear　of　being　court…marshaled。　

Blair　grimaced。　The　idea　of　her　tennis…toned…but…still…plump；　St。　Barts…tanned；　
gold…jewelry…loving　mom　having　any　kind　of　sex；　let　alone　cabernet　phone　sex；　with　her　skinny；　
preppy；　argyle…socks…wearing　dad；　was　so　unlikely　and　so　pletely　icky　she　refused　to　even　
think　about　it。　

？No；？　she　insisted；　wolfing　down　the　uneaten　half　of　Serena？s　Pop…Tart。　？It　was　definitely　
another　woman。　I　mean；　face　it；？　she　said；　still　chewing；　？Dad　is　totally　hot　and　dresses　really　well；　
and　he？s　an　important　lawyer　and　everything。　And　my　mom　is　totally　insane　and　doesn？t　really　do　
anything　and　she　has　varicose　veins　and　a　flabby　ass。　Of　course　he？s　having　an　affair。？　Serena　and　
Nate　nodded　their　glossy　golden　heads　like　that　made　plete　sense。　Then　Serena　grabbed　Blair　
and　hugged　her　hard。　Blair　was　the　sister　she？d　never　had。　In　fourth　grade　they？d　pretended　they　
were　fraternal　twins　for　an　entire　month。　Their　Constance　Billard　gym　teacher；　Ms。　Etro；　who？d　
gotten　fired　midyear　for　inappropriate　touching？which　she　called　？spotting？？during　tumbling　
classes；　had　even　believed　them。　They？d　worn　matching　pink　Izod　shirts　and　cut　their　hair　exactly　
the　same　length。　They　even　wore　matching　gold　Cartier　hoop　earrings；　until　they　decided　they　
were　tacky　and　switched　to　Tiffany　diamond　studs。　


Blair　pressed　her　face　into　Serena？s　perfectly　defined　collarbone　and　heaved　an　exhausted；　
trembling　sigh。　？It？s　just　so　fucked　up　it　makes　me　feel　sick。？　Serena　patted　Blair？s　back　and　met　
Nate？s　gaze　over　Blair？s　Elizabeth　Arden　Red　Door　Salon…glossed　brown　head。　No　way　was　she　
going　to　bring　up　the　whole　being…sent…away…to…boarding…school　problem？not　when　her　best　
friend　was　so　upset。　And　she　didn？t　want　Nate　to　mention　it　either。　？e　on；　let？s　go　mix　
martinis　and　watch　a　stupid　movie　or　something。？　Nate　jumped　off　the　counter；　feeling　pletely　
confused。　Suddenly　all　he　really　wanted　to　do　was　hug　Blair　and　kiss　away　her　tears。Was　he　hot　
for　her　now；　too？　

It？s　hard　to　keep　a　clear　head　when　you？re　surrounded　by　beautiful　girls　who　are　in　love　with　
you。　

？All　we　have　is　vodka　and　champagne。　My　parents　keep　all　the　good　wine　and　whiskey　locked　
up　in　the　cabinet　for　when　they　have　pany；？　he　apologized。　

Serena　slid　open　the　bread　pantry；　where　most　families　would　actually　keep　bread；　but　where　
Nate？s　mom　stored　the　cartons　of　Gitanes　cigarettes　her　sister　sent　from　France　via　FedEx　twice　a　
month　because　the　ones　sold　in　the　States　simply　did　not　taste　fresh。　

？I？m　sure　we　can　make　do；？　she　said；　ripping　open　a　carton　with　her　thumbnail。　？e。？　She　
stuck　two　cigarettes　in　her　mouth　like　tusks　and　beckoned　Nate　and　Blair　to　follow　her　out　of　the　
kitchen　and　upstairs　to　the　master　suite。　If　anyone　was　an　expert　at　changing　the　mood；　it　was　
Serena。　That　was　one　of　the　things　they　loved　about　her。　？I？ll　show　you　a　good　time；？　she　added　
goofily。　

　She　always　did。　

The　Archibalds？　vast　bedroom　had　been　decorated　by　Nate？s　mother　in　the　style　of　Louis　XVI；　
with　a　giant　gilt　mirror　over　the　head　of　the　enormous　red…and…gold　toile　canopy　bed；　and　heavy　
gold　curtains　in　the　windows。　The　walls　were　adorned　with　red…and…gold　fleur…de…lis　wallpaper　
and　renderings　of　Mrs。　Archibald？s　family？s　summer　chateau　near　Nice。　On　the　floor　was　a　red；　
blue；　and　gold　Persian　rug　rescued　from　theTitanic　and　bought　at　auction　by　Mrs。　Archibald　for　
her　husband　at　Sotheby？s。　

？Bus　Stop？Some　Like　It　Hot？　Or　the　digitally　remastered　version　ofSome　Like　It　Hot　？？　Serena　
asked；　flipping　through　Nate？s　parents？　limited　DVD　collection。　Obviously　Captain　Archibald　
liked　Marilyn　Monroe　movies？a　lot。Of　course；　Nate　had　his　own　collection　of　DVDs　in　his　room；　
including　a　play…by…play　of　the　last　twenty　years　of　America？s　Cup　sailing　races。　Thanks；　but　no　
thanks。　His　parents？　taste　was　far　more　girl…friendly。　？Or　we　could　just　watch　Nate　play　Nintendo；　
which　is　always　hot；？　she　joked；　although　she　kind　of　meant　it。　

？Only　if　he　does　it　naked；？　Blair　quipped　hopefully。　She　sat　down　and　bounced　up　and　down　on　
the　end　of　the　huge　bed。　


Nate　blushed。　Blair　loved　to　make　him　blush　and　he　knew　it。　？Okay；？　he　responded　boldly；　sitting　
down　next　to　her　on　the　bed。　

Blair　snatched　a　Kleenex　out　of　the　silver　tissue　box　on　Nate？s　mom？s　bedside　table　and　blew　
her　nose　noisily。　Not　that　she　really　needed　to　blow　her　nose。　She　just　needed　a　distraction　from　
the　overwhelming　urge　to　throw　Nate　down　on　his　parents？　bed　and　tackle　him。　He　was　so　
goddamned　adorable　it　made　her　feel　like　she　was　going　to　explode。　God；　she　loved　him。　

There　had　never　been　a　time　when　she　didn？t　love　him。　She？d　loved　the　stupid　lobster　shorts　he　
wore　to　the　club　in　Newport　when　their　dads　played　tennis　together　in　the　summer；　back　when　
they　were；　what？five？　She？d　loved　the　way　he　always　had　a　Spider…Man　Band…Aid　on　some　part　
of　his　body　until　he　was　at　least　twelve；　not　because　he？d　hurt　himself　but　because　he　thought　it　
looked　cool。　She　loved　the　way　his　whole　head　reflected　the　sunlight；　glowing　gold。　She　loved　his　
glittering　green　eyes？eyes　that　were　almost　too　pretty　for　a　boy。　She　loved　the　way　he　so　obviously　
knew　he　was　hot　but　didn？t　quite　know　what　to　do　about　it。　She　loved　him。　Oh；　how　she　loved　
him。

　Oh；　oh；oh　！　

She　blew　her　nose　with　one　last　trumpeting　snort　and　then　grabbed　a　pink；　tacky…looking　DVD　
case　from　off　the　floor。　She　turned　the　case　over；　studying　it。　？Breakfast　at　Tiffany？s。　I？ve　never　
seen　it；　but　she？s　so　beautiful。？　She　held　the　DVD　up　so　Serena　could　see　Audrey　Hepburn　in　her　
long　black　dress　and　pearl　choker。　？Isn？t　she？？　？She　is　pretty；？　Serena　agreed；　still　sorting　through　
the　movies。　

？She　looks　like　you；？　Nate　observed；　cocking　his　head　in　such　an　adorable　way　that　Blair　had　to　
close　her　eyes　to　keep　from　falling　off　the　bed。　

？You　think？？　Blair　tossed　her　dirty　tissue　in　the　general　direction　of　the　Archibalds？　dainty　white　
porcelain　waste　paper　basket　and　studied　the　picture　on　the　DVD　case　again。　In　the　movie　that　
began　to　play　in　her　head；　shewas　Audrey　Hepburn？a