Good Morning NYC. Isn't it good to be a New Yorker? Push and shove people on the subway, walk in uncomfortable shoes just for fashion. You have to love New York! And Speaking of New York, here's Empire State of Mind – Jay-Z and Alicia Keys.

I turned over in bed and turned off my alarm. I turned back and put my arm down on Chuck, but my arm hit the covers. My eyes popped open and when I found him gone. Where was he? Did he have a meeting today? He probably had a meeting and didn't want to wake me up. I tried to fall back asleep but it was no use. I felt my stomach rumble. I decided since I was already up I might as well get something to eat. I slid out of bed over Chuck's side of the bed. I could smell his musky smell of cologne and scotch. Some say it sounds gross, but it was my favorite smell in the entire world.

I got my slippers on and then my robe. When I walked into the hallway I slipped. I fell on my tailbone and I could feel that it was going to bruise. I got up and limped down the stairs. I tried to remember what day it was. I was pretty sure it was Sunday. I went into the kitchen and turned on the TV just to check. Yep it was Sunday December 9th. That was weird, this wasn't a normal day for Chuck to have a meeting. Well maybe it was really important. Whatever, Serena should be over soon with croissants to watch Breakfast at Tiffanys.

As I waited in the kitchen I got restless. I got up and got myself vanilla yogurt and fruit. After about 15 minutes when I was almost done with my yogurt I heard the elevator door ding. When I heard the footsteps I called out to Serena. "Serena you're late!" I finished my yogurt. I looked for Serena in the kitchen doorway, but to my surprise and delight saw Chuck. I stood up and walked over "You're not Serena." I put my hands on the lapels of his jacket.

He chuckled "Sorry to disappoint." He leaned down and kissed me. "But I come prepared." He lifted up his arm and I saw in one hand a Balducci's bag.

"What did you get?" I eagerly took the bag from his hand and looked in. There were two croissants. I looked up at him and smiled.

"Serena's sick. She told me to tell you that she was sorry she couldn't make it." He put his hands in his pockets. "I know you have your 'tradition' but why not spend some quality time with your amazing boyfriend?" He gave me the smirk I know and love.

I kissed him. "I love you." I leaned my forehead against his.

He wrapped his arms around the small of my back.

"Oww" I took his arms from the small of my back to my waist.

"What's the matter?" He looked worried. "Did I hurt you." He put his hands on my arms.

I laughed. "No I slipped this morning and bruised my tailbone." I chuckled again.

"I'm sorry I wasn't there to catch you." He chuckled and kissed me again.

"It's not your fault I'm naturally clumsy." I poked his chest.

"No it's not, but being your boyfriend it is my job to catch you every time you fall." He pulled me close.

"Ehh it's okay I guess I can let you get away with it one time." I kissed his nose and then his lips. He broke the kiss.

"So are we going to watch Breakfast at Tiffanys or what?"

I pulled him with two hands to the couch. I pushed him down on the couch and put in Breakfast at Tiffanys. I then plopped down on the couch next to him and snuggled up close to him.

"I love you Blair. You're the best girlfriend I've ever had." He chuckled and handed me a crossiant.

I took a bite. "I'm the only girlfriend you've ever had."

He laughed. "You're still the best."

"Shh it's starting." I took another bite and leaned my head against his shoulder