Happy International Women's Day! *music*
Ladies, it's time to celebrate, so that includes a new chapter as my gift to you. *oh joy* ;)
Let's take our pride and joy from the long way we've come till today.
So my advice for you is, sit back, relax and take a moment to remember all the fabulous things you have accomplished in your life.
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an then tell a friend. ;)
Thanks again for all the reviews, as always PMs were sent, to all the others: Thank you very much.
I have to say it wasn't my smartest move to tell you not to bother with reviews... I do crave them. I'm so weak. *sigh*
I love it that so many are reading my story, no matter what, but it would be wonderful if you drop me a line. Pretty please?
Ok enough of that or I might start to sound desperate...
Anyway, enjoy and thanks again for reading.
glamourgirl
xoxo
Brooklyn, Humphrey loft, NYC
5 September 2011
Dating was never really on Blair's agenda.
At least not dating Daniel Humphrey.
Too much history.
It was movie night at the loft.
Good movies, Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory plus Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, and to Blair's secret joy Dan also had thrown in Mathilda. A wonderful Dahl double feature. Well, triple if you ignore the fact, that Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory is based on Dahl's book.
His living room already looked like the factory itself.
Chocolate and Candy bowls where everywhere.
From m&m's via snowballs till homemade fudge, and yes, he had made her chocolate-peppermint fudge.
There was also a white carton box, wrapped with a red satin bow, resting on the coffee table.
Blair had a wild guess what was in it, but it was clearly labelled.
'Do not open until Mathilda.' so she resisted, but not without constant nagging and asking what was inside.
He just smiled, padded on the couch next to him, and shook his head.
She enjoyed it being almost snuggled up against him.
Blair had dressed for the occasion.
She looked like a mixture between a Who and an Oompa Loompa.
Hair plaited in two tails, fixed with dark green satin bows.
A dark purple prom dress, a little fluffy like a marshmallow and sparkly, taffeta of course.
Nothing says more 'princess' then taffeta.
She had thrown on a canary yellow cardigan, black and white striped tights, a sparkly red belt, and ballet flats that would make Dorothy green with envy.
Dan looked like the Cat in the Hat with his huge striped bowtie and hat, an old-fashioned stovepipe, including a walking cane plus ridiculously wide pants ironically in purple.
Blair smiled sweetly.
"Hey." he whispered into her ear.
She shivered slightly and turned her head.
"Hey yourself."
"Wanna go to the movies next week? They'll show 'Le Papillon'. Original, no subs." his breath tickled her neck in a deliciously arousing way.
"When?" she pressed out, desperately trying not to lean into him and she glued her eyes to the screen.
"Friday."
"That's my date night."
"I know." he chuckled.
"What's that Humphrey, are you asking me on a date?" she half-joked.
He looked at her.
"Yes. Yes, as a matter of fact, I do. So please Miss Waldorf, would you do me the honour and come on a date with me. In public, including picking you up, movie, dinner and getting you back home safely."
Instead of answering him, she gave him a peek on the cheek.
Her lips never quite left his skin and moved along his jaw.
"Yes, but only when you behave like a gentleman. Flowers, cocktails and escorting throughout the evening." she whispered finally, when she reached his left ear, her breath ever so slightly grazing over his skin, softly biting his lope, and breathing in his unique sent.
Dan pushed himself deeper into the sofa, not trusting himself and just nodded.
So much for resisting.
Ahh yes, sweet times.
A little fluff, sweet and light, just like cotton candy. :)
Go on, tell me what you think and drop me a line or two.
Thank you. *bright smile*
xoxo