小说园

第1部分（第2页）

frosty…cold　mango　margaritas　all　day　and　getting　hot　and　sweaty　all　night；　she　still　couldn？t　get

enough　of　him。

Apart　from　enjoying　each　other？s　pany；　there　had　also　been　the　requisite　visits　to　charming

New　England　seaside　towns　like　Rockport　and　Camden　for　cups　of　clam　chowder？she？d　actually

learned　to　enjoy　it；　despite　the　fact　that　chowder　was　just　hot；　heavily　salted　cream　with　little

pieces　of　chewed；　gumlike　clams　in　it？and　adventurous　forays　up　rivers　and　inlets　so　Nate　could

feel　like　the　sailor　he　was。

Blair　closed　her　eyes　and　inhaled　the　scent　of　Guerlain　sunblock　still　coating　her　skin；　taking　in

the　feel　of　the　fine　grains　of　sand　still　stuck　between　her　toes；　and　the　cool　ocean　breeze　that

tickled　her　cheeks。　She　sighed　happily　as　she　remembered　last　night；　stretched　out　beside　Nate；

who　was　wearing　light　blue　linen　pajama　bottoms；　on　theCharlotte　？s　miniscule　bed；　falling　asleep

with　the　sound　of　his　heartbeat　in　her　ears。　She　ran　her　hands　through　her　sea…spray…tangled　hair

and　watched　as　Nate　tied　the　last　knot　on　the　bowline　and　jumped　onto　the　dock。

？Well；　don？t　you　look　happy？？　He　wrapped　his　arms　around　her　tiny　waist；　burying　his　face　in

her　dark；　wind…blown　hair。　？You　even　smell　nice；　for　once。？　Blair　squealed　as　he　began　to　tickle

her；　squirming　away。　？Thanks　a　lot！？　Nate　just　grinned　as　he　slid　his　feet　into　the　black　worn　Teva

flip…flops　he？d　worn　every　day　at　sea。

？I　wish　I　could　say　the　same　for　you！？　She　punched　him　lightly　on　the　arm；　fantasizing　about　the

L？Occitane　honey…and…almond　body　wash　and　Fr？d？ric　Fekkai　shampoo　awaiting　her　at　home。

The　shower　on　theCharlotte　was　so　fucking　small　she　almost　smacked　herself　in　the　face　with　the

glass　shower　door　every　time　she　turned　around。　Though　she？d　been　happy　to　make　space　for　one

more　when　Nate　wanted　to　join。

Scrub…a…dub…dub！

Despite　the　memory　of　the　dollhouse…size　bathroom；　Blair　felt　a　tinge　of　sadness　as　Nate　threw

her　apple　green　Herv？　Chapelier　tote　over　one　shoulder　and　grabbed　his　own　dirty　monogrammed

canvas　L。L。　Bean　tote。　This　had　been　the　most　blissful　month　of　her　life。　After　a　few　days　at　sea；

she？d　almost　forgotten　why　she？d　been　in　such　a　hurry　to　get　aboard？and　stay　aboard？theCharlotte

in　the　first　place：　the　love　letter　to　Nate　that　hersupposed　best　friend　Serena　had　slipped　into　the

glove　partment　of　his　father？s　Aston　Martin　before　they　left。　Blair　had　found　it　while　Nate

was　at　a　rest…stop　bathroom；　read　it；　and　promptly　shredded　the　thing　to　bits。　Not　that　it　mattered

now。　She　could　totally　find　it　in　her　heart　to　forgive　poor；　lonely　Serena？after　all；　who　couldnot

fall　in　love　with　Nate？　Besides；　and　most　of　all；　Serena　had　no　chance　of　ing　between　them

ever　again。

She　and　Nate　were　more　in　love　than　ever　and　heading　to　Yale　together　in　just　ten　days。　Sure；

Serena　was　going　to　be　there　too；　but　she　and　Nate　would　barely　even　see　her　once　they　ditched

their　separate　and　totally…unsuitable…for…living…happily…ever…after　dorm　rooms　and　found　a

shabbily　elegant　New　Haven　town　house　to　move　into。　Once　they　were　settled；　they　could　reenact