Blair
Woldorf's heels clicked down the street with pride, sophistication,
and
power. She had decided on her way home from Tuscany—without
Chuck, that
she
didn't need men. At 9:30 at night the city
was still buzzing with life.
She
breathed in the smoggy,
familiar air. Her cell phone rang, dragging her by
her
hair out
of her day dreaming.
"Hello?" Blair asked since she hadn't
bothered looking at the
caller ID. "B! You're back! Meet me at
our Starbucks, half an hour."
Serena said excitedly. "S, I'll
see you there." Blair said as she hung
up. Blair snapped
her
cell closed and looked down to her purse as she put it back
into
its pocket. "Watch where you're going jack ass!" Blair
squealed as she
ran into
what felt like a solid brick wall. She
glanced up to see a perfectly
chiseled
face. His eyes were the
color of toffee, his hair dirty blonde.
"Sorry," He said with appeared to be agony in his eyes.
"Blair, my name is
Blair, and i-it's okay," Blair spit out for no
reason, he
dazed and jumbled her mind into a mindless scatter, pardon the
pun.
"My name is Edward," Edward said smiling, he extended his
hand, she
grasped it. She gasped and an involuntary shiver took
her body.
Blair explained. "Let me make it up to you? Come
with me I am going to
Starbucks for coffee with my friend, join
us? It feels like you could use a
warm
cup of coffee,
your hands are so cold" Blair said quickly, her heart
pounding
with hope, hope that he would agree. He—Edward look
around
anxiously, apparently torn, of what she did not know.
"I would love to," He finally agreed.
"Great," Blair
responded excitedly. She giggled to herself, at to just
how long
her man-kick had lasted. She glanced at Edward, he too was
smiling.
"So, Blair, where is it you were traveling from?"
Edward asked as they
walked down the crowded street.
"Tuscany,
I was visiting my father for the summer," Blair answered,
not
realizing that she had not said that she had been traveling.
"Tell me
Edward
how long have you lived here?" Blair
asked.
"I have been here for nearly two years." Edward
replied distantly.
Damn,
he gave Blair a feeling that she had
never felt for anyone—Nate nor
Chuck—ever. She felt as if she
may collapse, just fall to the ground, her
legs didn't feel
stable. In ten minutes they arrived at Starbucks, Edward
opened
the door for her with a grin-such a gorgeous grin, his smile
widened.
She walked into the bustling coffee shop and spotted
Serena, she waved
excitedly, her eyes widened when she saw Edward
escort Blair though
the people. "Blair!" Serena squealed and
ran to her, embracing her in a
tight hug,
"Who is the
freaking hottie?!" Serena whispered into her hair.
"Serena,
this is Edward. Edward this is my best friend Serena."
Blair
introduced when she was released from the hug.
"Nice to meet you Serena," Edward said politely.
"You as well," Serena answered.
"What can I get you ladies?" Edward asked glancing between the two.
"No, no, no don't be ridiculous
Edward. I told you I was taking you for
coffee, on me." Blair
muttered.
"Blair, I just cannot agree." Edward laughed; he
turned around and
headed towards the counter without a second
glance.
"He doesn't even know what we drink." Serena
thought aloud. "Where
did you meet him?!" Serena exclaimed.
Blair told her the story and as she
finished Edward came back
through the crowed, holding two cups.
"One dry vanilla
cappuccino, for Blair, and one caramel latte for
Serena," Edward
smiled holding the cups out to them.
"How the hell did you know what we drink?" Serena inquired.
"I'm good
at reading people, what can I say?" Edward answered with a
smug
smile