camera。 ?I swiped it from Serena?s house。 I hope she?s not too pissed。?
Nate frowned at the mention of Serena?s name。 He was still feeling a little guilty about sneaking
out of Serena?s place without saying goodbye?and on her birthday。 Blair had persuaded him that
Serena wouldn?t have wanted a morning wake…up call; birthday or no birthday; and chances were
she hadn?t gone to bed alone anyway。 And it was her house; so it wasn?t like they?d just ditched
her in the middle of nowhere。
Whatever you need to tell yourself。
Before Nate had even turned off the car; Blair had already slipped out of her seat and skipped
toward the low stone wall that separated the parking area from the dramatic drop…off into a deep;
tree…lined valley below。 She was wearing the tiniest white shorts he had ever seen; and they made
her legs look ridiculously touchable。 She hopped up onto the wall and pouted her lips。
?Take a picture!?
Grinning and horny all over again; Nate fumbled with his seat belt and burst out of the car;
willing himself not to run over to the stone wall and stick his hands down her tiny shorts。 He took
the camera from Blair?s outstretched hand instead。 ?Say cheese。?
Blair stuck out her tongue and crossed her eyes。
?Gorgeous。? Nate laughed at tan; happy; beautiful Blair on the little LCD screen。
Blair patted the wall next to her。 ?Take one of both of us together。?
Nate clambered up on the wall and held the camera out in front of them。 Blair pressed her
smooth cheek against his。 The smell of her made him feel lightheaded; and he put his free hand
out to steady himself。
Careful there; slugger。
?I want our whole summer to be just like this。? Blair slipped her arm through his and
sighed。 ?The two of us; alone on the open sea。 No people; no worries。 It?ll be perfect。? Just like in
the movie set on constant replay in her mind。
Nate nodded。 ?I can?t wait to get out on the water。? The mental image of Blair in her bikini;
lolling about on the deck of theCharlotte; swept over him。 It was happening at last。 The real
summer he was meant to have was beginning? and everything was falling into place。 Driving
northeast in that the serene summer afternoon toward the ocean; toward freedom; with Blair right
next to him 。 。 。 Nate could feel the weight of all his past mistakes lift off of his shoulders。 He had
never swiped from his coach?s stash of Viagra; he had never had his diploma withheld; he had
never hooked up with Tawny; he had never rubbed ointment on Babs?s tattoo。 He had just spent
the night with Blair; and he was about to spend the rest of the summer with her and maybe the rest
of his life。 All was as it should be with the universe。
?Okay。 Time to drive。? It was almost like Blair was reading his mind。 She hopped down from the
wall; grabbing the camera from Nate?s hand to scrutinize the pictures he?d just taken。
?I just gotta make a pit stop。? He nodded in the direction of the concrete bungalow that housed
the roadside restrooms。