A/N: Thank you tons for following me on this journey with the non-judging breakfast club. It was a lot of fun to write this series and I hope you all had fun reading it. Please leave me with one final review. Which installment was your personal favorite? Next week, I will officially be starting the sequel to Liar Liar. I hope no one has forgotten about that particular story. I will also be putting out several one-shots over the next few weeks, so do look out for those. Happy reading!
Sunday
"Nate," Serena whispered seductively into his ear, running her hand across his bare chest. "Wake up sweetie."
The blond mumbled in his sleep only stirring slightly at her touch.
"Nate?" Serena questioned, her mouth forming a delicious pout as she gave him a light shove in hopes of waking him up. "I want sex and you want to sleep? What gives?"
Nate slowly rolled over in response, his face burying itself into his pillow. He murmured inaudible words into its soft fabric as Serena shoved him again, although she did so harder this time around. Still, he remained motionless. Frustrated, she fell back onto her pillow, letting out a huge sigh of disappointment as a few strands of her golden hair cascaded onto her shoulders. Being pregnant made her horny and she wanted sex. She wanted it now. The blonde glanced over at Nate then and settled for watching him sleep. He always looked so adorable in the mornings and that only made her want him more. Suddenly, she let out a loud yelp as someone came out of nowhere and pinned her down onto the bed. She opened her tightly shut eyes to find herself staring into crystal clear blue ones, the ones that thankfully belonged to the man she loved.
"I never turn down sex with you Serena," Nate reminded her with a grin. "You know that."
Serena wrenched her arms free from his grasp upon realizing that he had been tricking her earlier into thinking that he was still asleep and pushed him off of her. She gave him a resounding slap on the shoulder, to which Nate winced and let out a little yelp of his own.
"That hurt you know," he informed her, rubbing the sore spot on his skin.
"You mean you were faking it the entire time?" she confronted him, slipping out of bed with a huff. "On second thought, I don't want to have sex with you anymore."
Nate propped himself up on his elbow and watched her in amusement as she stalked into the bathroom, head held high.
"Oh come on Serena!" Nate protested from where he was, although he made no move to go after her.
He waited until he heard the water running in the shower before taking matters into his own hands. He rolled out of bed and stripped his way over to the bathroom. He opened and closed the wooden barrier as quietly as he could, approaching the shower stall in the same elusive manner. For the added bonus, Serena was already singing at the top of lungs as per her usual shower ritual. He had successfully gotten her into Glee recently and she was currently singing the song, Push It. He had to bite his lip in order to prevent himself from laughing because not only was she singing Push It of all songs, she was singing it way off key. The moment he opened the shower door, Serena became very much alert of her surroundings.
"What the hell do you think...?" she trailed off as Nate quickly wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her in for a long, breathtaking kiss in order to shut her up.
"This," he whispered against her lips when he finally pulled back, plunging a finger into her wet heat, to which Serena let out a satisfied cry.
Georgina let out a tired yawn and rolled over in bed to find that Carter had already left for the morning. She frowned in disappointment for a moment before getting herself up and off of the bed. She slipped on her slippers and her robe and made her way towards the kitchen still half asleep. She always preferred having her breakfast first before taking her morning shower. She had no idea why. She just did. The quiet of the morning was broken, however, when she let out a piercing scream at the sight of the two people who were currently seated in her living room. There, sitting on the leather couch, were her parents – the devils themselves.
"Mom? Dad?" she clarified once she had gotten over her initial shock over their presence in her apartment. "What are you two doing here? How did the two of you even get in here?"
Unlike Georgina, her parents were much calmer than she was.
"The gentleman in the lobby let us in of course," her mother enlightened her, her face stiff and unmoving as was expected. "Manipulating people is a specialty of mine."
"And mine," her father interrupted.
"You know that, don't you dear?" her mother then finished.
"How could I ever forget?" Georgina drawled, eliciting a disapproving look from her father. "You two taught me most of what I know."
"You watch your tone with your mother young lady," he warned her, shaking a finger in her direction. "And correction. We taught you everything you know."
"Whatever floats your boat," Georgina assured him, displaying a challenging smirk upon her face. "I thought I made it clear to both of you that day though that I want nothing to do with either of you – not anymore."
A sarcastic chuckle escaped from the hollows of his throat upon hearing what his daughter had to say.
"And somehow you have this notion that you can live without us?" he shot back at her, his gaze as much of an unspoken challenge as her own.
"You will have nothing," her mother butted in to remind her. "We will write you out of our will and you can bet your ass that the rest of our friends and family will pretend you never existed as well. Is that what you want?"
"Language mother," the brunette spat, the look on her face telling them both that she was done with them. "Now leave because news flash! I am old enough to handle myself and besides, Carter will be there to take care of me and my child. He is all I need."
Her mother stared at her for a moment, taking in all that her daughter was saying before contemplating over what to do next. Minutes passed before she finally relented, pushing her ego aside.
"Perhaps, I have approached this in an unfavorable manner Georgina," she began reluctantly, sharing a grim look with her husband.
"You mean by threatening me?" Georgina inquired, although she motioned for her mother to continue.
The least she could do was hear her mother out after her version of an apology.
"What your mother is trying to say is that we both...miss you," her father managed to choke out, filling the silence that had fallen between them.
"You what?" Georgina asked in shock. "Is this some kind of joke?"
"Do not make me repeat what I said Georgina," her father told her sternly. "It was hard saying it the first time around. The second time won't be any easier for me you know."
"We want you and the baby to always be a part of our lives," her mother blurted out at the same time, eyeing her daughter carefully to gauge her reaction.
Georgina remained silent as her brain finally started to take what her parents were saying seriously for the very first time.
"Alright," she said after a moment, a smirk smeared across her face. "But only on one condition."
"And what would that be?" her father asked, leaning forward in sudden concerned.
"You will both be good influences on my child," Georgina instructed them, emphasizing her every word to lead them to believe that she meant business. "Carter and I want to raise him or her right."
Her mother quirked an eyebrow at her, knowing full well that Georgina was pulling their leg. Her suspicions were confirmed when Georgina let out a loud laugh at the expression on both of their faces, to which they too joined her in laughter because in all honesty, what spawn of her and Carter's could ever be good?
"Blair?" Serena called out in concern as she ran into the bathroom, hair still wet.
The brunette was sitting on the cold tiled floor, hurling into the porcelain bowl, a sight that even Georgina had to cringe at as she stood silently behind the blonde.
Serena knelt down beside her best friend and started to pat her on the back in an attempt to comfort her as Blair continued to groan in discomfort. Eventually, she stood up with the help of the blonde and proceeded to brush her teeth.
"I bet it was that restaurant we went to last night," Georgina offered, speaking up and stepping aside for Serena and Blair to pass her by. "You can never really trust a chef with a mustache you know."
"How very logical of you Georgina," Serena retorted sarcastically as they all made their way into the living room, Georgina taking her leave to make a cup of hot tea for Blair. "It definitely had to be food poisoning though B. What else could it be? Then again, you did have quite a bit to drink last night."
"True," Blair sighed as she took the hot cup of tea Georgina was offering her into her hands. "Thanks for coming over by the way you two. Chuck had to attend to some last minute details this morning regarding the hotel opening you know."
"No problem," Serena assured her as Georgina nodded her head in concurrence. "Maybe we should go and see a doctor though to make sure you're ok B. You look a little pale."
"I agree," Georgina echoed, retrieving her cell phone and excusing herself to make an appointment for the brunette straight away. "It could be swine flu."
"Do you even vomit when you have swine flu?" Blair asked her, knowing very little about the disease.
Serena and Georgina shrugged at her question, neither of them knowing more than the other.
"Well," Georgina stated as she hung up the phone. "The doctor can squeeze you in after lunch actually. Shall we?"
"Awesome," Serena voiced, getting up from the couch. "Let's get going then."
"Do I have to see a doctor?" Blair whined as the girls dragged her out the door minutes later. "As long as I stay in bed and drink plenty of fluids, I'm sure I'll be fine."
"Nonsense!" Serena chided her as they hailed down a cab. "What if you have some serious food poisoning that requires medical attention Blair? You don't want something bad to happen to you on your anniversary, do you? The hotel opening is tonight for crying out loud!"
"I know..." Blair trailed off, still thinking that they were both making too big a deal out of all this. "But..."
"But nothing!" Serena cried out in exasperation, having had enough of her antics.
"Don't make me call Chuck, Blair," Georgina threatened her as Serena gave directions to the cab driver.
Blair leaned back into her seat with a huff once she had processed the threat. Leave it to Georgina to know exactly how to convince her to do something.
"You did a great job with the hotel Chuck," Carter commented as he continued his trek through the Audrey Hepburn inspired restaurant. "Blair is going to love this."
"You really think so?" Chuck asked uncertainly as he trailed along behind him. "I mean, I hope she'll like it."
"Who knew that Chuck Bass could be such a romantic?" Nate teased as he caught up with the two. "Are those carvings of butterflies I see all over the furniture?"
He rushed past them into the tea room like a four year old rushing to unwrap his presents on Christmas morning.
"Oh man!" Carter sounded as he strolled into the tea room after Nate. "I didn't even notice those. This place is even cheesier than I thought."
Carter let out a cough and corrected himself when Nate shot him a look.
"I mean, this place is even more romantic than I thought," he said, grinning.
"Thank you so much for the support you two," Chuck spat out sarcastically, glaring at his two friends for making him feel so goddamn whipped.
"You're welcome," Nate answered him immediately, even though he knew the brunette was being sarcastic.
"Oh wow. Nate my man, you have to come and see the burlesque club. It looks exactly like Victrola," Carter shouted at him from down the hall.
"I would," Nate responded, his voice echoing from where he stood. "But we have a crisis on our hands back here. The ballroom is purple. I repeat. The ballroom is purple!"
"Very funny guys," Chuck said with a sigh, rolling his eyes as he returned to the main lobby.
Carter and Nate looked at each other knowingly before following behind their friend.
"You know we're just joking around, right?" Nate questioned, eyebrow raised. "In all honestly, Blair is going to love this. I mean, this is above and beyond Chuck compared to what I'm planning to give Serena."
"What are you giving her?" Carter and Chuck both inquired curiously.
"I bought her a villa in Spain. She likes to vacation there a lot, so I figured why not?" he revealed, to which Carter let out an impressed whistle.
"So, are you mad at us?" Carter brought up again, punching Chuck lightly on the arm to show his concern.
"Please," Chuck scoffed, waving off their concern. "Hardly. I'm just nervous about tonight is all. Since when did we do this whole sharing feelings thing with each other anyway?"
"You do have a point," Nate answered, a smile not far behind.
"Let's go grab a few drinks before the opening then," Carter suggested.
"I am definitely up for that," Chuck returned as he followed them out of the hotel he had named for obvious reasons, The Monarch, with the butterfly as its logo.
"God," Blair commented as she took a bite of her salad. "This week has been so eventful for all us."
"So, your parents actually did that?" Serena asked the brunette, who had just finished telling them what had transpired that morning before she had rushed off to Blair's.
"Yeah," she echoed, still in disbelief herself. "Who would have guessed right? It took me awhile to take it all in, you know?"
"Maybe the baby puts everything into perspective for them of something," Blair suggested with a nonchalant shrug.
"I guess," she replied before turning toward Serena. "So, what were you up to this morning before we went to rescue Blair? Your hair was still wet and your cheeks were all flushed."
"Oh," Serena told her sheepishly. "I was talking a shower...with Nate."
"Oh God S," Blair said, pretending to gag. "That was such an over share."
"Don't be such a prude B," Georgina retorted in return. "I mean, you're not exactly the Virgin Mary anymore."
"Yeah, but you don't see me telling you two about my sex life with Chuck all the time," she shot back, defending herself.
Serena and Georgina raised an eyebrow at each other before both confronting Blair over her obvious amnesia.
"Right, so who was it that told us about the recent kitchen sex again?" Serena inquired, leaning in close to emphasize her point.
"That was me actually," Georgina reminded her, to which Blair burst out laughing at the blonde's mistake.
"Oh right," Serena corrected herself. "Then, who was it that told us about the recent elevator sex, huh?"
"Alright," Blair admitted, the memory bringing a healthy flush to her cheeks. "That one was me."
"And the up against the window sex?" Georgina added with a wink.
"Can we please stop talking about this?" Blair shouted a little too loudly, causing several patrons in the restaurant to turn and stare.
Her two friends laughed at her obvious embarrassment, but were silenced immediately when she sent them both a glare.
"When is that appointment again?" Blair whined, pouting a little because she was still slightly nauseous from her morning of throwing up.
"Oh come on," Serena appeased her, giving her hand a pat. "We've hardly had time to just relax this week. This time that we have now is a good thing. So, what did you get Chuck?"
"Didn't I tell you already?" Blair wondered out loud, scrunching her nose up in an attempt to remember whether she had or not.
"You might have, but I forget," the blonde informed her as Georgina let her know that she was completely in the dark on the subject herself.
"I made him a scrapbook of our moments together up until now as lame as that sounds," Blair enlightened them, although she was evidently proud of her work.
"Normally, I'd make a sarcastic comment and then gag, but since we're friends now, I'm sure Chuck will love it," Georgina told her, causing the girls to break into laughter.
"Well, I have something special for Nate too," Serena announced with a smile. "I bought tons of great furniture for our villa in Spain."
"Since when did you have a villa in Spain S?" Blair questioned as she waved down a waiter for the check.
"Since Nate bought me one for our anniversary," Serena mused, giddy with excitement.
"I thought we were all doing the gift exchange thing tonight at the hotel opening?" the brunette clarified as she paid the bill.
"Well, Nate isn't exactly subtle with his tiny hints you know," Serena informed them both. "They're about as subtle as a gun. Besides, I'm sure he'll love the furniture just as much as I do when he finally sees it."
"So, you're giving him something on your anniversary that's really for you?" Georgina inquired, frowning at first before finally breaking into a wide smile moments later. "That's genius!"
"Well, don't make me sound so selfish G," the blonde reprimanded her. "I happen to also have a very sexy surprise in store for him tonight on our flight to Spain."
"That is so for you too S," Blair told her knowingly with a wink. "Those pregnancy hormones of yours have gone into overdrive for you."
"Please," Georgina scoffed as they all stood to leave. "This coming from the girl who complains to us when she doesn't have sex with her husband for how long?"
"An hour give or take," Serena answered for her, giggling as Blair blushed a shade of crimson red.
"Shut up!" Blair muttered, dragging them down the street for her appointment. "It's more like a day."
Blair continued to walk around the suite in wonder. The opening had been a wonderful success and everyone was currently enjoying themselves downstairs. Chuck had brought Blair up to the presidential suite, which was always on reserve for them.
"You...did all of this for me?" Blair asked him, although she very much knew the answer to her question. "I just...Wow. This place is beyond amazing Chuck."
"I'm really glad you like it Blair," he answered, taking a seat beside her on the bed. "Your opinion is the only one that matters to me. You know that right?"
She nodded and he kissed her then. Hard. Just as she felt her back hit the mattress, she remembered her present for him.
"Wait, Chuck," she whispered, pushing him off of her gently. "I haven't given you my gift. It's not exactly a hotel, but..."
Chuck smirked and said, "I thought I was just about to unwrap my present?"
"Funny Bass," she retorted, rolling her eyes and handing him his intended gift.
He relented and she watched him anxiously as he opened the gift and flipped through its many pages.
"I absolutely love it Blair," he told her as he took note of the amount of work she had put into the scrapbook. "And what am I being congratulated for?"
Blair beamed at him as he held up the sticky note message she had left for him on the inside cover of his gift, barely able to contain her excitement.
"For getting me pregnant Mr. Bass."
"Three pregnancies all at approximately the same time is insane," Serena noted as she sat beside her husband on the flight.
"No kidding," Nate echoed. "So, it wasn't food poisoning in the end evidently."
"Actually, the doctor said it was, but she's also pregnant," Serena corrected him.
"Should we maybe give Chuck and Blair a call and officially congratulate them?" Nate asked, motioning for the air hostess to hand him the phone.
Serena nodded in agreement and the two of them waited patiently for them to pick up the phone, the device ringing in their ears.
"What do you want Serena?" Blair panted, pausing every so often between words.
"Oh my God," Serena shouted into the phone with disgust upon realizing exactly what Blair was doing. "Next time don't answer the phone for crying out loud! God! I'm scarred for life!"
She hung up without waiting for a response and handed the phone back to the air hostess with a taut smile.
"Angry?" Nate asked her with a knowing smile as she got up to close the curtains that separated them from the staff.
"No," she answered, sliding herself onto his lap. "Turned on."
