小说园

第11部分（第1页）

Wele　to　your　new　family；　girls！

truth？stranger　than　fiction　after　all

？Turn　your　head　now；　just　to　the　left　a　tiny　centimeter。。。。　Another　centimeter　。　。　。？　Vanessa

plied；　turning　her　head　slightly　to　the　left　to　allow　Bailey　Winter　an　unfettered　look　at　her

profile。

？My　goodness；　isn？t　that　just　yummy？？　Bailey　was　talking　to　no　one　in　particular　as　he　scribbled

furiously　in　his　crocodile…bound　sketchbook；　wielding　his　pencil　and　turning　the　pages　like　a

madman。　？Yes；　yes；　Vanessa；　my　dear；　this　is　it；　you？ve　really　got　it。　You　give　Giselle　and　Kate

and　those　little　chickadees　a　run　for　their　money　now；　don？t　you；　dearest？　Mmmm！？

Only　half…listening　and　unsure　who　Giselle　and　Kate　were　anyway；　Vanessa　fiddled　with　the

camera　that　was　perched　on　her　lap　like　a　kitten。　She　was　reclining　on　a　long　stone　divan　laden

with　enough　pillows　and　fur　throws　to　actually　make　it　pretty　fortable；　but　hot　for　a　July

after…noon；　with　a　nice；　clear　view　of　the　pool。　She　watched　Chuck　Bass　frolicking　in　the　shallow

end；　clad　only　in　a　floral…print　European…style　bathing　suit　that　left　nothing　to　the　imagination；

while　his　monkey　perched　on　the　diving　board；　eating　a　bowlful　of　grapes。

How　erotic。

She　wasn？t　supposed　to　fiddle　too　much；　so　she　couldn？t　study　the　shot　through　the　viewfinder；

but　she　was　confident　it　was　all　cinematic　gold：　there　was　Chuck　wading　through　the　waist…high

water；　chattering　into　his　Bluetooth　headset　with　Sweetie　chomping　in　the　background。　Behind

him；　Stefan；　the　skinny　houseboy；　was　sweeping　the　flagstone　path　that　led　from　the　tennis　courts

to　the　main　residence；　trying　not　to　accidentally　whack　the　five　overindulged　pugs　that　were

angrily　attacking　the　broom。　Every　so　often；　she　slid　the　camera　across　her　lap　to　face　Bailey

Winter　himself；　who　was　wearing　a　vintage　boy？s　khaki　suit？short　pants　and　all？that　he？d　had

remade　to　acmodate　his　girth。　It　was　the　raw　material　for　a　jaw…dropping　documentary。

？Don？t　fiddle　too　much；　darling；？　clucked　Bailey　disap…provingly。

Vanessa　smiled　placidly　and　turned　her　camera　back　to　the　action　in　the　pool。　As　she　sat　still　like

that；　her　mind　drifted　idly　over　the　whirlwind　of　the　past　couple　of　weeks。　She？d　gone　from

Hollywood　player　to　friendless　Hamptons　servant　to　kept　woman。　It　was　all　pretty　exciting；　in　a

way；　but　the　thing　was；　she　missed　having　someone　to　share　it　with。

Vanessa　surprised　herself　when　she　realized　that　she　wasn？t　just　staring　idly　into　space：　she　was

admiring　Chuck　Bass？s　perfectly　toned　torso；　the　little　ripple　in　his　muscles　as　he　ran　his　fingers

through　his　damp…but…still…perfectly…mussed　dark　locks。　Forgetting　for　a　minute　everything　she

knew　about　the　guy；　every　interaction　she？d　ever　had　with　him；　and　every　grody　rumor　she？d　tried

to　ignore；　she　kind　of　wanted　to　reach　out　and　。　。　。　touch　him。　She　licked　her　lips　involuntarily。

？That？s　it！？　Bailey　Winter　threw　his　pencil　into　the　nearby　swimming　pool；　then　grabbed

another。　？You　look　amazing。You　look　satisfied　and　hungry　all　at　once。　Like　you？re　ready　for

dessert；　even　though　you？ve　just　had　the　yummiest　meal　ever！？