Hello all! Had a hard time writing this chapter because I'm having a busy life at the moment and I couldn't think of an ending for this chapter before yesterday night. I really hope you'll like it and I'm planning to start the next in the next few hours, hoping it'll be ready for next week. Have an awesome day, xo
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48 hours before.
Blair fidgeted in her wide bed until she found someone to hold on to. It was a hot body, and she knew it was because of the heat, but also because she was getting closer. She felt the person moving too, and a foot hitting her leg kindly while she was working her hands on the arm of the person sleeping beside her. She stroked it, feeling something out of place. She didn't care and in her half sleep state she moved her hand on the chest. Again, she felt something was wrong, and when she actually squeezed a boob she woke up. She almost jumped on her own bed and recognized her best friend Serena looking at her with sleepy eyes.
"Were you dreaming I was Chuck again?" the blonde asked, and Blair looked shyly at her hands. "You squeezed my boob. Hard."
Blair bit her lip "I'm sorry, Serena. I don't think I offended you any way."
"You should had probably kept sleeping with him during these last two weeks." Serena said looking at her in disapproval.
"We're getting married the day after tomorrow. You know it's bad luck if the groom sees the dress of the bride before they get married?"
The blonde grumbled "Do you really believe in that stuff?" she shook her head "as if Chuck still doesn't know what dress you will wear. I saw him talking to your Mother the other day, and he looked like she was telling him about it" she said with nonchalance.
Blair turned abruptly and felt her head dizzy for the fast movement when her best friend finished her sentence. "Please tell me that's just a joke. My Mother is dead if she let him see my wedding dress! It must be a surprise!" she fumed.
Serena shrugged and rolled her eyes. "I was just saying, B. Why don't you call her?"
"I have an appointment now" she said, annoyed and looking in another time and space. "And I need a phone!" she exclaimed after she jumped off the bed leaving her best friend dumbfounded. She disappeared in the bathroom and Serena felt the water running few minutes later before drifting off to sleep again.
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The fact with Blair was that probably she believed in traditions too much.
She had politely asked her fiancé to sleep alone for a month. She would sleep at her Mother's house, and he would keep sleeping at theirs. Blair had asked him to sleep at Lily's, but Chuck opposed to the idea. He had his office there and moving out of that for a month wasn't the best choice in his opinion. Blair hadn't been pleased by his response, but the fact that he had stayed at their house at least was something.
The future husband couldn't see the future wife before the wedding. Yes, this was an old tradition, but as Chuck and also Serena reminded her everyday, it only counted for the day of the wedding, and the day before. But Blair wanted to do her own tradition, she not only asked her future husband to stay in their penthouse alone, she also asked him not to visit or see her.
"What's on your mind, Blair? Do you really want us to organize our wedding separately? We're not in the Medieval Era anymore." Chuck had complained.
"Don't you understand? Being far from each other before our wedding will only make us grow the will inside of us of getting married. The more we'll miss each other, the more we'll want to see each other the day we'll get married" she said smiling at herself.
Chuck had frowned "Do you really think we're gonna make it?" he had asked, and Blair had simply nodded. "One month without seeing each other? Without sleeping together, eating together... And all." He said, and Blair kept smiling and nodding. "Choose the flowers for the church? The things we'll eat at the wedding party?"
"You gave me charte blanche, Bass. Don't take it back."
He had rolled his eyes. "Will you survive?"
Blair had made a face "It will only be one month as if I were a single woman, Chuck. We spent more months without seeing each other or having sex in the past. I can do it." Chuck had been hard to convince, but in the end he had given up, and Blair had been proud.
The only thing she didn't really pay much attention was herself.
She had assured Chuck she wouldn't miss him and everything they did together. Of course not entirely. She would have missed him, but tried to distract with other things and with Serena and her Mom so that she wouldn't think about him. They could still call each other after all.
One night after fifteen days apart, Blair had called him. She hadn't called him for at least twelve hours that day, she knew that he had a meeting and didn't want to disturb.
"One month is too much" he whispered on the phone.
Blair bit her lip and tried to be convincing. "I'll postpone the wedding if you don't agree" she teased, trying to appear nonchalant to hear his reaction.
She felt a sigh on the other end. "You're such a liar, Waldorf. The bed is so empty without you."
"Don't try to bribe me and break this deal, Chuck."
"Don't try to say you're not missing me."
Blair passed a hand through her hair before answering. "I'm not missing you!" she would exclaim, then the conversation would go on for more than a hour. They would argue about her not truly admitting that she was trying so hard not to miss her future husband. Serena and her Mother were really trying to occupy her time helping her preparing the wedding without Chuck, but Blair couldn't help and bit her lip every time she thought about her choice.
….
Another time Chuck had been clearer. It had been twenty-six days after they made the deal, and both still couldn't believe they had spent so much days without seeing each other.
"If you say you don't miss me, then let's hung up and I'll talk to you in twelve hours."
"Twelve, Chuck?"
His tone was of surprise "Too little, too much? I'm aware you're not missing me at all, don't you worry. Be explicit and tell me. Don't think I can't stay without talking to you for more than twelve hours... Or more."
Blair rolled her eyes "You're the one who calls the most. You called me four times in five hours, Bass. Don't you think that's an awful lot for you?"
"Then I won't call. At all. For these last 3 days before the day."
"Three days?" she asked with worry. Twelve hours were something, but three days...
"You'll miss me, I'm sure" he spat back, then he hang up before she could say a 'no'.
….
He kept his promise that time, and Blair had been too hormonal that week. Her Mother was making her wedding dress, and since she was pregnant she had to fix every day to her new belly size. Then she asked for some flowers, but they didn't bring home the right ones. It looked like small details for someone, but for a woman like Blair Waldorf even a wrong bow would be the cause of a war. She couldn't make it the second day and so she called him.
It was two days before the wedding.
"I know you would call before day three" he answered with a calm tone.
She sighed before finding the right answer. "I needed to vent and Serena and my Mother were unavailable."
"Nice to know I am your last resort, then" he said playfully.
"Bass-tard."
"You know you love me" he tried to imitate Gossip Girl's signature. She started laughing for the first time after days and he didn't miss it. The silence was starting to get awkward because they couldn't see each other but knew the other was there, probably in the same position. In fact Chuck was on their bed alone watching the city on his side, while Blair was in the center of her bedroom bed looking at the ceiling. "I miss you" his voice was barely a whisper.
"I love you" she just answered, and it was enough. "And I miss you" she added after another long silence.
Chuck smiled on the other end, but didn't joke about it. "I know" he said, and it was enough.
"Is Serena there?" he asked all of a sudden.
She didn't have to wonder why he had asked that. They had done it other times in the past, out of boredom. That far, no one of their best friends caught them, but they were sure both Nate and Serena knew about their sexy games on the phone.
Blair got off her bed and went to the bathroom. She sat on the bathtub and sighed audibly before putting her hand slowly on her leg to lift her dress up a little. He knew on the other hand that she was finding the perfect position for that.
"We really need to hurry up, Mon Rodolphe. My husband Charles is going to be here soon" she whispered in a silly voice after putting her phone on the bathroom counter with the speaker phone on.
"Is he? Oh, I thought we would have more time. Is the table clean?"
Blair laughed. "No. Do you want to help me clean it?"
"I would be glad to help, Madame."
She then sighed. Her sigh was deep and sensual, and she was trying to pretend he was there with her. She started caressing her belly imagining it was him doing it. "Touch my stomach, Monsieur. Stroke it, hard" she intimated with a kitty voice "Don't stop."
On the other end, Chuck closed his eyes on the bed and kept himself silent while Blair kept faking moans. "Do you mind if check it from another view, Madame Emma? It will help me give you a better massage" he murmured as she was touching herself everywhere. He couldn't help it but reaching his pants and barely lower the zip down.
"Oh, yes Monsieur. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes" she moaned against the phone while her tiny hand was wandering on her inner thigh. "We need to hurry, Rodolphe! Charles is going to be here soon!"
"I don't want him to find me here, Madame. This is so wrong" he answered trying to appear afraid as he hurried the hand he had in his pants.
"Deeper Monsieur, deeper" Blair almost screamed on the other end "Deeper and faster! I don't want my husband to find us here..." she exhaled deeply and touched one of her breasts furiously.
"Anything you need, Emma" he agreed on the other end.
He kept moving his hand here and there and Blair did quite the same. At some point, though, she stopped. He could only hear her breath from the other side.
"Blair?" he asked, switching role play with reality again.
"I thought you were with someone... Someone you promised you wouldn't see for a month."
"Me? There's no one here, S. Check wherever you want" Blair smiled.
Serena made a face. She wasn't convinced and Blair blamed her voice for that. She had to keep her voice low.
"Then why were you moaning? It looked like an orgasm from the dining room, your Mom asked me to check on you. She believed you might had a problem with the baby" she explained.
Blair lowered her head trying to appear natural "I was just having a bath" she said, but her friend rolled her eyes soon.
"Wow, that must have been the shortest bath in the history of baths since there aren't any bubbles... And you're perfectly dressed." Blair smiled awkwardly and the girls exchanged glances until the blonde asked "Are you missing Chuck?"
Blair didn't answer, so Serena tried. "You don't have to be shy, Blair. I know you do. It's normal if you... You haven't seen him for almost a month... You miss him that way too."
"How do you know?" Chuck then interjected on the speaker phone.
Serena frowned "Chuck?" she asked, then covered her face with both hands for a second. "Oh my God. I can't believe you've gone that far. You were... No, no, no, no. Please, pretend I was never here. I wish I wasn't this worried about you that I came."
"I would pretend you were here with her, sis. I'm glad you came." Chuck teased.
The blonde shook her head "Chuck! Okay, now I'm going to pretend I've never had this conversation. Next time don't decide to stay away from your boyfriend for too much time, B. I believe you need to re-think about it" she shrugged then opened the door to go out.
Blair sighed when her friend went out. "Buzz kill."
"I agree with Serena" he said.
"What?" she asked, not quite following what exactly.
He cleared his throat "You shouldn't have asked me to stay away from each other for a month. It isn't right. I know that you believe in certain things and I don't want to say anything about that, but don't you think you're being too masochist?"
Blair bit her lip and answered the first thing that came on her mind. "Yes" she said, then regretted it as soon as it left her mouth. "I mean, I thought that it would've helped me to make this wedding perfect. I wanted it to be the best of the year, but my mind was saying that if you were there, you would've distracted me and so my perfect plans would've been in vain."
He laughed "Just for this, Blair? You could have asked me not to be around. I would've worked at my real office instead of working home."
She blushed a bit and thanked God he wasn't there to witness it. "Can we meet now?" she asked forgetting the deal they had made. She sounded so shy to him, and sweet.
"Are you sure? I'd understand if you want us to try and not screw this deal we made."
She snorted "I was right saying you were a buzz kill."
"I'll offer you something you can't say no to" he started, ignoring her affirmation. "I made an appointment with my lawyer, tomorrow at eleven."
"I totally forgot about the prenup" she said in annoyance.
"We could meet there to start with."
Blair snorted again. "I can't believe you are rejecting me, Chuck Bass."
Chuck smirked on the other end "Is someone at home with you besides Serena?" he asked.
"Why don't you call your lawyer and tell him to come in one hour to our house, Chuck" she said, her tone quite appealing as if she wanted him to say yes.
"I'm getting the Dom Perignon" he just answered, then closed the call.
….
One hour and half later, Blair was with Chuck in his office at their house, both behind his desk were sitting on comfortable chairs and were listening to what Chuck's layer was telling them about the prenup. Blair looked distracted, she kept smiling the whole time while Chuck on the other hand managed to keep himself serious. When she had come to the house, he was sitting on the couch not far from the elevator, he was waiting for her of course. Blair hurried when she saw him, and he stood up. Before they could even kiss each other, the bell of the elevator rang, and Blair rolled her eyes at the perfect timing the layer had had, hoping he would do this thing fast and go, so that they could pass some time together.
"Miss Waldorf, you are the new head of the Palace, I see. Mr Bass informed me few weeks ago, and I suggested him to still keep the building for himself if..." the lawyer started.
Blair made a face "Yes I do take care of the Hotel, but I don't want it. The only things that I would want if we happen to... Err" she didn't want to say the word "I just want him to get away from me, that's all. I am wealthy myself, and I don't need more money. And we are not going to get a -"
Chuck interjected. "What do you think she could take from me if we happen to divorce?"
The lawyer shrugged "Well anything that will be in this contract. Since she has the Palace now, there's likely the possibility that it will be given to her in the case that you decide to end this marriage. Only if we state it right now, of course."
Chuck and Blair exchanged a glance.
"Can we just sign it, please?" Blair asked, with a hurried tone.
The lawyer frowned and shrugged "If you're done with it, sure. You can always add things... Later" he said as he passed them the papers and a black pen.
Both assured they would call him if they needed to add more to the prenup, then the layer left. They let him go towards the elevator alone and waited until they heard the resounding noise of the elevator's bell. It took that for them to throw themselves on each other and start kissing, the vehemence was at his best, and their hands didn't know where to wander first. It was as if their bodies were slowly being explored again. Not that his or her hands didn't remember exactly the spots of the body of their lover, it was just exciting to find those spots again, the same spots where their fingers lingered for different amount of time the weeks before.
They hadn't met for over twenty-five days, and their mouths were angry with lust.
He tried to be careful and placed his hand on her back to help her getting closer as her tiny hands worked on his belt. She was fast, and he smiled on her lips when she finally managed to open his trousers, it always got him how Blair was born to be good at sex.
She pushed him on the desk and he barely sit on it, then as a woman who wanted to be quick would do, she let him get in her, their mouth still touching and their hands still caressing each other's backs.
She moaned when he trusted into her the second time. He had been harder than few seconds before, and it caused her both pleasure and a bit of normal pain. He squeezed her ass cheeks calmly as he moved into her, and Blair couldn't help but pass a hand through his hair one time, and cling onto them the next, as if she was about to fall apart and she could only hold on him.
As Chuck got in a third time, they heard the annoying elevator's bell. They thought it was one of their phones, so they kept kissing hard... Blair's legs were on fire.
"Chuck" they heard a voice but kept going on hard "Man? Are you here?"
The resounding voice calling woke Chuck up. He recoiled back a bit and looked at Blair with his mouth wide open, as hers was swelling. "What...?" she could only ask, then they both heard the noise of the door barely closed of Chuck's office opening.
Blair suddenly got rid of his hair and moved behind Chuck to fix her panties, then decided to hide behind the desk and wait for the guy to go, because he didn't know she was there, all while Nate waved his best friend good evening.
"Nathaniel, you are here" Chuck said with a half smile, he had his trousers still left open on the top, and his belt was undone "Thought you were going to come tomorrow."
Nate frowned, and as Chuck acknowledged his pants were still open and if he came closer he could see that his boxers where a bit opened, he started to adjust them. This brought Nate's attention right there, on the pelvis area. He cracked a laugh and Chuck managed a larger smile to try and defend himself from the obvious.
"Actually, err, nope. Were you busy, man?"
Chuck finished fixing his shirt in his pants and fastened his belt. "Me? Busy? No way" he asked with sarcasm, an evil laugh escaped his mouth "My lawyer just left and I was reading the prenup once again" he explained.
"Prenup, huh?" Nate started looking around the room "I bet Blair was here too, then."
"She was, actually, but she had to get back to her house before dinner to finish her daily routines" he said approaching his best friend and putting a hand on his shoulder. "I'm sorry she won't be here today," he added.
Nate made a face. "Her house? But... I'm coming from there and Serena didn't know where she run to, so she sent me here."
"She did? How smart is my step-sis" he rolled his eyes "Why Blair should be here, perhaps?"
Nate stopped walking once they got in the foyer. "C'mon. She's your future wife, and Serena told me about the deal you made, how Blair was missing you that she was about to get crazy that she slept closer to her as she'd never been last night."
Chuck raised an eyebrow, certainly pleased "I think you may need to check Saks or Barneys, Archibald. I've heard she wanted to buy something for the honeymoon there" he tried to persuade him, but Nate kept looking around. They reached the elevator's doors and Nate looked a bit confused, but still trying not to forget why he was there.
"You say? Have no time for that, mate. I've come this morning from Texas, and I just need sleep before we, huh, your bachelor party."
He frowned, curious about the other news, as if he didn't expect his best friend would throw him a bachelor party. "Bachelor party?" he asked, trying to look surprised. "Wow, can't say I'm amazed, but" he smirked.
"I'll get you drunk, man. I miss our bromance. I'll pass later around eleven. Wear casual clothes!" he exclaimed, then smiled ad walked to the elevator. Chuck was left alone and started to reason about the 'bachelor party' news, when hurricane Blair reached him in the foyer.
"Serena is dead" she shook her head in disapproval as Chuck slightly nodded. "And... A bachelor party, huh?" she asked, bringing Chuck out of his thoughts.
"Is there something wrong with it?"
Blair gave him a wide-teeth smile and walked towards the elevator's doors "Nope, nothing is wrong with it. Everyone deserves a bachelor party before their wedding" she said, then she opened her bag looking for her phone.
He frowned, not sure she was okay with the idea.
He knew that his best friend was used to throw bachelor parties. He threw his cousin Tripp one before he got married few years before, and even magazines talked about it because there had been a scandal with his Grandfather and few strippers he had called to give Tripp a show before he would be no longer a single man. Of course there would be strippers at Chuck's party too, it was typical of bachelor's parties, and above all of UES parties.
Blair got in the elevator without giving him a quick peck or a kiss. "You're already going?"
"I realized I shouldn't had been here in the first place" she shrugged her shoulders, then the elevator's doors closed between them.
He was sure he had seen something in her eyes before the door closed, but he didn't want to argue with Blair about her jealousy again, or whatever that look was. He liked if she was jealous, but it was just a bachelor party after all, nothing bad would happen, and he wouldn't let anything happen, they would just party and get drunk...
….
Chuck tried his best to get ready for his bachelor party. Around ten-thirty, his dark pants and white shirt made him look like a waiter probably, but he didn't care. He dared not to wear a tie because is not that this thing would be too formal anyway. He thought where they would go. Nate had good taste but he hoped he hadn't chosen some lousy Queens pub he started to go to when Jenny had formed her rock band.
He sat on the couch not far from the foyer after he wore his after shave and eau de toilette, and waited for his friend to come. He could seriously cannot wait. He checked his phone five minutes after eleven to see if there had been calls or texts from Nate or from Blair, but there had been nothing. He wondered if his girlfriend had really been jealous like he suspected and this was her demonstration of it. It was weird she hadn't sent a text for hours or either called him for less than a minute.
The ring of the bell pulled him from his reverie and Nate with a red plaid shirt on, got into the penthouse. "We're all waiting for you, man" he greeted Chuck with a pat on his shoulder.
"And I am curious to find out where you'll take me?" Chuck asked sarcastically.
Nate laughed as they got into the elevator "You're gonna like it, I'm sure of it" he nodded.
Chuck nodded in agreement, deciding to trust his best friend.
Fifteen minutes later, the both of them were at Victrola. Chuck surprised for a second, but then realized that was the perfect place to throw a bachelor party, and that club surely was one of his favorite buildings.
He smirked at Nate and he looked pleased, so they avoided the queue and got in. There was a private area on the left that Chuck created the year before. It really didn't have the real purpose though. Instead of being a private area for people who were willing to book it and pay a bit more or for New York elites, he had created that private area just for him and Blair and their friends. Whenever they felt to, they went there not to mix up with the crowd. There was better lighting, they could serve themselves drinks and have some private PDA. It could contain twenty people max. It wasn't a big room, but it was decent.
Chuck spotted Dan Humphrey when they got in. He looked a bit awkward as the smile he gave him when he turned in his direction. Other than him there was Eric Van der Woodsen. He had started talking to Chuck again the year before when things in Jenny's life started to fix. Nate had been really helpful with this, they were at odds and they shouldn't had really been. Eric was Chuck's step-brother after all.
"You're finally here" he said when he approached them and Chuck ordered a scotch.
He smiled "This feels like the day I took over Bass Industries all over again" he joked.
"I can't believe you are embarrassed, Chuck" Dan interrupted jokingly.
"There is always a first time Humphrey" he smirked "And I saw you flirting with that waitress who brought you Tequila. Don't break my sister's heart, I warn you" he winked at him.
They were soon joined by few other guys in their thirties who worked for Chuck and they all started a conversation about weddings and how one of them managed to got drunk before saying 'I do'. It looked like a girl's meeting after High School at some point, so to heat things up Nate decided to play a game.
"I never, Nate? Haven't played that since High School. It helped me to try various types of alcohol in my Father's secret library" Chuck said looking up and remembering.
Nate nodded "I was there too, man! Remember how many times we got drunk..." he laughed and gave him an entire bottle of scotch. "Since you are the guest of honor, you start. Remember you drink if you have done the thing" he reminded everyone.
"I never kissed a boy" Chuck said, looking around to see who would drink. Nate sipped, and also two of his co-workers. Eric of course did too. "Well this was hard, but" he added, then he drunk a bit of his bottle as Dan shook his head. "Your turn, Humphrey."
Dan thought about the thing he wanted to say for a second then started to talk "I never had sex before I turned 16."
Chuck drank a lot of liquid and most people did too. "Twelve" he added, raising his eyebrow.
"I never had sex with Georgina Sparks" Nate said, and he didn't drink while only Chuck and Dan did. He looked at Chuck and his friend was frowning. "What?"
"You're so subtle, Nathaniel" he commented.
"W-what so you had sex with Georgina?" Dan asked, completely in the dark about this.
Chuck smirked "Actually she was the one to start my long womanizing career."
"Thank you, I didn't want to know" Dan shook his head, disappointed, while Chuck was still smirking. He couldn't help but laugh at that detail of his teen life.
Once they all stopped joking about Nate's fear of bees, the blond asked everyone to sit on the leather couches and wait for a surprise. Suddenly the music changed in the room, and the lights dimmed, and they were left almost in the dark. They then saw a light where the door was, and then someone with a candle entered the room.
They could tell it was a woman, she had a mask who covered her face and her hair seemed dark brown. They couldn't see what she was wearing, but tried. She looked dressed like an Indian dancer, but her skin looked so pale next to the light... Once she got closer to Chuck that was sitting in the center of a couch, she took his hand and started to dance next to him with the candle in her other hand.
Chuck started feeling the heat because the woman looked like she knew how to move, Nate had surely called a pro to give him the best show, but the sweating was also because he tried too hard not to be carried away and do stupid things that would regret.
The dancer kept moving next to him, her tiny ass brushing his legs first, then slightly his crotch. He felt a great energy coming from there but gladly he managed not to show it, there still wasn't evidence that the thing had turned him a bit on. The woman used her free hand to caress his hair. She moved her hand carefully and he started to relax.
He started to inhale her scent deeply, he didn't know but it reminded him of Blair. Well, Blair wore Chanel N5 and it was pretty popular, maybe that explained why this woman also had it on. Although he justified the fragrance, also the way she was massaging his head reminded him of her. What if this woman had stalked him? That would be creepy, he thought. Plus, she didn't have a baby bump like Blair, or at least it was too dark to see.
He sighed when her hand fell on his neck and she started massaging there. Somehow also her thumb reminded him of Blair, that had stocky fingers.
His mouth escaped a moan and he whispered her name "Blair" without thinking about it. He didn't know why but he thought he saw a smile from behind the veil, she raised it a bit and blew out the candle. They were almost in the dark now, the music still on, and the girl still dancing. Chuck didn't care what she would say, he had to know he wasn't daydreaming his future wife was giving him a little show at his own bachelor party, so he tried put a hand on her belly to see if it was flat and felt one of her hands pushing the hand away, while the other that was still on his neck pushed him towards her, and their lips crushed hard.
The music was lowered down few seconds later, Chuck and the girl still kissing. The others couldn't really see well because of the lights. The girl abruptly recoiled back and broke the kiss once the music faded, then run literally away. The lights were turned on few seconds later and everyone watched Chuck with envy.
"That girl looked hot" one of Chuck's co-workers said. "Good choice, Nate."
Chuck kept looking at the door and slowly realizing what he had done. She wouldn't let him touch her belly, and he had deepened the kiss. He felt so bad for it, although he still thought it was Blair. He would ask her a confirmation, but it wouldn't be safe. She could say it wasn't her and that he betrayed her with another woman two days before their wedding, so they would break up and he would be single again, thing he now feared.
He had to hide this little detail of the bachelor party, he thought. He couldn't let Blair know or anybody else for that matter. He thanked the lights were dimmed when he kissed the dancer or otherwise he would be in trouble, serious trouble.
He tried to stay cool and don't look anxious for the rest of the night. They had done weird things together, and it made him have a great time. His only concern now was to go home and sleep and eventually try to forget about the mistake of this night.
When he got home he kicked off his shoes and went up to his bedroom. His blackberry rang at around 3.45am and he wondered who could be at that time if not her. He thought it was a call but instead it was a text.
Hope you had fun at your 'bachelor party' and didn't betray me with a poor strip dancer. -B
"The irony" he said to himself, inside he felt really upset. This made him want to have a cold shower to shrug everything that had happened that night off. Blair would never know about the kiss with the dancer. Ever.
I made a promise to you and you know I'm trying my best not to break it. -C
He answered after the shower, rolling his eyes at the simple statement that he thought but that he had eventually broke with a stupid kiss to someone he thought was his fiancée.
If I find out something from Nate, I swear I'm gonna cut you. -B
The answer made him smile, but no. Nate couldn't really see the kiss, but somehow after the first moment of anxiety he had, Chuck really thought that probably B knew something. He wondered if she found the dancer or stalked outside the Victrola. That sounded so Blairish and made him think that maybe... Maybe he wasn't so wrong thinking the dancer was her.
He didn't answer her text.
….
The characters C&B were roleplaying where Emma and one of her lovers Rodolphe
from Madame Bovary by G. Flaubert :)
