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Chapter 8: What Happened in the Hamptons, Part II

Sunday Morning

Blair stretched, feeling her body crack as she did. She smiled when she felt the warmth next to her because she remembered everything that had happened last night. It was almost surreal and a part of her seemed unable to accept it as reality. Turning she noted that Chuck was still sleeping. Placing her hand against his face she felt as though everything in her life was simple and complete.

Chuck's eyes fluttered open as he felt Blair's hand against his face. His dreams had been filled with her and he'd been praying the past minute that those dreams had been real. Opening his eyes to see her there lying with him in bed was one of the happiest moments of his existence. The smile on his face said what words never could.

Leaning forwards, Blair placed a single kiss on his lips before pulling back. "Good morning." She couldn't help the smile that crept onto her face.

Chuck leaned back in giving her a longer, deeper kiss. It was as though he was floating on air, nothing above him, nothing below him. He'd never felt so good. The whole room was bathed in a warm glow and she was here with him. He was at ease. "Good morning." He replied, his voice a low rumble.

Blair's heart fluttered as she met Chuck's gaze and their eyes seemed to communicate with one another. Neither of them seemed to believe that this could possibly be happening but she was the one who finally voiced their thoughts. "Is this real?"

Chuck almost laughed. He'd been content to do nothing more than stare at her - he could stare at her for hours, but his heart echoed her spoken sentiment so he rested his forehead against hers and spoke. "Yes, it's real."

Blair nodded and smiled, relaxing her body against his and they remained there for some time, simply taking one another in as they bathed in the late morning light. Only after the sun began to slip into the sky and ceased to warm their tangled bodies Blair finally spoke. "How about some breakfast?"

Chuck nodded lightly. "Do you have a particular place you want to order from? I don't think we have any of the meal preparations employees here yet."

At that Blair smiled brightly, remembering for the first time since their encounter that they'd been apart for two years. "We don't, I was going to make it."

Laughter filled the room and vibrated against her as Chuck's chest rumbled. Blair had said the last thing that he expected her to say. "You don't cook." He barely managed.

Blair bit her lip, a smile still lighting her face. "Actually I do now. I'm surprisingly quite good."

Eyes wide, Chuck traced the edge of her jaw and smiled. "Now this I have to see."

Blair sat up in the bed bringing Chuck with her. As she did she looked at him and smirked. "How do you want your eggs?"

Chuck couldn't contain his amazement as he watched Blair place the toast on his plate before passing it to him over the counter. He'd been watching for the past thirty minutes as she practically danced around the kitchen, robe sometimes slipping open to reveal her lingerie beneath. It was obvious she knew what she was doing as she tossed ingredients together and simultaneously prepared crab, poached eggs, hollandaise sauce, and some type of roasted potatoes. Now he was almost scared to eat it, after all since when did Blair know anything about cooking?

Blair smiled as she watched Chuck gaze almost suspiciously at the food she'd prepared. She'd gone a bit above what she would normally do for breakfast but she'd seen the look in his eyes earlier, he didn't think she could do this. She always rose to a challenge in style. He'd asked for poached so over the past half hour she'd prepared her very favorite breakfast recipe, Crab Benedict with some of the things she'd picked up at the store yesterday. "I rushed the Hollandaise sauce just a bit but I think it should be fine." She spoke as she prepared her own plate.

Taking his fork Chuck moved to take his first bite. He was still wary because Blair of all people had cooked this but it looked absolutely amazing. As he took a bite he could barely comprehend what he was tasting, it was heavenly. Setting his fork down, he savored it before shaking his head at her in amazement. "If I hadn't just seen you make this with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it."

Blair smiled cockily as she began to eat her own, extremely satisfied with the final product. "When I first moved I was desperate to find something to occupy my time so that I didn't think about everything. I took a cooking class at this specialty store called A Southern Season and kind of fell in love."

Chuck shook his head slightly as he continued to eat. He knew what the natural question was in this situation but everything was just so comfortable and normal right now that he didn't want to spoil it by mentioning that he knew where she'd been for the past two years so instead he told a lie by omission. "So you've been in the south? Was it a different world?"

Blair could see the curiosity in Chuck's gaze and the easiness that had fallen between them so quickly seemed to take control as she spoke. "Life was slower. People were strangely nice. It took a while to get used to it but I'm going to miss it."

"Miss it?" Chuck asked, even though he already knew. She'd just graduated.

Blair nodded as she took another bite of her food, trying to decide then just how forthcoming she wanted to be. "I finished my undergrad at Duke a few weeks ago. My parents and Serena came down for graduation." Dan had come too but she didn't actually feel like she should tell Chuck that, at least not now. Or the fact that she would have invited Nate if he hadn't been out of the country with his grandfather.

Chuck nodded, he actually hadn't known that. It made sense though. Supposedly Serena had been in Paris a few weeks back but that was clearly the time when she'd been at Blair's graduation. "I've been taking classes at Columbia." He spoke, tactfully changing the subject.

Blair's eyebrows rose and internally she felt instantly calmed. Their conversation had been heading in a precarious direction but Chuck could see that as well as he ever could and had instead turned the spotlight on himself. "Aren't you still CEO of Bass? How are you managing both?"

Chuck grinned as a mild blush shot across his cheeks. "It's been sporadic, with me taking classes at strange times, usually I'm only enrolled in two at once but last fall I did four. It's taken some time but I'll have a degree by next May."

"I'm proud of you." Blair spoke sincerely as she met his gaze head on.

Chuck could feel himself slipping inside of her gaze and everything else just seemed to melt away. When he spoke his voice was distracted because all he could actually think about was how much he wanted her. "Did you have plans for today?"

Blair shook her head though she couldn't stop looking at Chuck. She could feel a heat rising from her gut and spreading throughout her body that had her completely distracted. "Nope, I was probably just going to head to the beach." She spoke absentmindedly.

"Do you want to head there?" Chuck asked as he leaned in, his face nearing her own as his voice dropped lower. He watched as her tongue swiped across her lip removing any trace of the breakfast they'd just eaten. He stood there fixated on her now moist lips as he tried not to think about how much he hoped she didn't want to go to the beach.

Blair shook her head as she brought her face next to his and spoke quietly. "I've got a better idea." She said as she wrapped her fingers in his and began leading him towards the stairs.


Monday

"Can you put some sunscreen on my back?" Blair asked as she passed Chuck the bottle.

Chuck grinned devilishly as he positioned himself over her, cool lotion in his hands. He was all too willing to acquiesce this request as he'd been aching to touch her since they'd arrived at the all too public beach about thirty minutes ago. Determined to get a rise out of her, he began to work his fingers, softly rubbing the lotion into her back.

Blair smiled as Chuck's hands began to rub gentle circles on her back. She'd known he'd make this sexual but this felt so too good for her to mind.

Smirking, Chuck could feel her muscles relax beneath his able hands and he began working his way further down, under the strap of her bikini, along her sides, down her spine. Her body was perfection and he wanted nothing more than to return to worshiping it, right here, right now.

Blair moaned in surprise as Chuck trailed his thumbs along her spine sending tingles throughout her body. Her entire being began to light up with the fire that they'd been unable to put out over the past few days. Every time they came together it only seemed to grow stronger. "Chuck, that feels . . ."

Chuck paused, leaning down he placed his lips at her ear, careful not to completely remove her sunscreen with his own body. "What dearest?"

Blair groaned at the moisture she felt in a place she shouldn't. They were in public for a reason. They'd been having sex for almost 2 days straight, being in public was supposed to curb that. But damn it she wanted him. Turning her head her lips found his almost immediately. She turned in his arms and pulled him down on top of her, not caring what anyone who saw them might think.

Chuck tugged lightly on her lip as he kissed her furiously. He couldn't stop his hands from moving across her body, he just couldn't get enough of her.

Gasping for air, Blair pulled back ever so slightly before forcing words out of her mouth. "Let's get back."

Nodding Chuck pulled her quickly to their feet and they grabbed their things, stuffing them in bags without looking before practically running back up the beach towards the access point.

When they arrived home they didn't even make it upstairs as their clothing began to fly off the moment their door was closed. "Shower?" Blair asked, as she removed her sundress between brief breaks in kissing him.

Chuck shook his head, kissing her harshly as they backed into the living room. "Too far." He muttered against her mouth.

"Pool?" Blair suggested, knowing that anything without water was currently unacceptable as their bodies were covered with sand and sunscreen.

Chuck's eyes seemed to light up as he continued to back her through the living room and out onto the pool deck. "Hot tub." He replied smirking into her lips. "Definitely the hot tub."

"Much better than the beach." Blair spoke against his lips as she pulled a very naked Chuck Bass into the hot water with her. Oh yes, they were done with public beaches for the foreseeable future.

It was hours later before Chuck and Blair tried again to venture into the world of real people. Dinner was good, they had to eat food right? So they'd gone to Blair's favorite Hampton's restaurant, The Palm. The seafood and steak here were to die for, something both of them had always agreed on, so it seemed like the perfect place for them to grab a bite to eat. The problem lay in the fact that neither of them could seem to stop touching the other.

Blair's leg jerked from the spark that shook her as she accidentally touched Chuck's with her own. Blushing furiously at the intense rush of warmth that she felt she quickly took a bite of her Sesame Seared Ahi Tuna. "How's your crabcake appetizer?"

Chuck's knee was bouncing under the table as he tried to focus on anything other than the heat that seemed to emanate from Blair's very being. "Good." Chuck spoke curtly, doing his best not to let his leg brush against hers again. How could it have only been thirty minutes since their arrival. It felt like it had been hours. "Would you like to try it?"

Nodding Blair watched fixated as Chuck placed a bite of the crabcake on his fork and moved it towards her mouth. She noticed immediately that his hand was shaking and instinctively reached out to guide the fork towards her mouth. As their fingers touched, their eyes locked and the fork clattered to the table. "Oh." Blair gasped as she stared down at where it had fallen.

"Here." Chuck said, passing her his plate to let her get her own bite. But as he did she was reaching for the fork he dropped and once again their hands met.

Fumbling on the table trying not to touch each other Blair managed to knock off the salt shaker. "Damn it." She cursed as she began to duck under the table.

"I'll get it." Chuck started at the same time, moving underneath the table as well. Once more their hands met as they reached for the salt shaker and this time as they jerked away they both bumped their heads on the table. "You okay?" Chuck asked as he reached out a hand to steady her.

Blair nodded, finding herself leaning into his hand. "Yeah." She spoke her voice barely above a whisper as she swallowed tightly. She knew they shouldn't be doing this, under the table, in public, but she couldn't seem to help it.

When Blair leaned into him, Chuck could no longer help himself. The contact was sustained for too long. Within one second he had his hands wrapped in her hair and was pressing his lips against hers.

Her mouthed opened, welcoming the contact of his lips on hers and her hands quickly worked their way around his neck. For a moment she forgot they were in public, she forgot that they were Blair Waldorf and Chuck Bass, and she couldn't have been happier.

They had a secluded private booth in the back so Chuck hadn't really put much effort into stopping the kiss after it started until he saw the first sign of feet in his peripheral. Pulling back quickly he moved out from under the table, knowing that Blair would follow his cue and do the same.

"Dropped the salt shaker." Blair spoke with a smile at the waiter as he approached to refill their wine glasses.

The man nodded and gave a brief smile. Her hair was a tumbled mess and the gentleman had lipstick smeared across his lips and jaw. "Of course." He replied, moving to fill Chuck's glass.

Sparing a brief glance at Blair, Chuck looked up at the waiter. "Actually, can we get our meal to-go?"

Blair practically sighed in relief that they were on the same page and nodded to support Chuck. "Yes, you see we've just remembered a very important engagement."

Once more the man nodded and replied. "Of course." Smirking as he turned to walk away he couldn't help but think, engagement my ass, and be just a tad bit envious.

Four hours later as Blair sat down at the bar at Lily Pond she couldn't help but wonder what the hell they were thinking. Chuck's hand was currently resting lightly on her back as he stood by her, procuring them both a couple of drinks. They were here because she'd wanted to dance. Surely after the beach incident and the restaurant fiasco they couldn't possibly want eachother enough that they couldn't simply go dancing at her favorite club. In response to that though Blair downed her first drink.

Chuck lifted an eyebrow at Blair's rapid consumption of alcohol before signaling the bartender that they each needed another beverage. Passing it to her he spoke in a low voice. "We don't have to stay here you know."

Blair nodded curtly. "I know, I want to be here."

Chuck shrugged. She'd been insistent that they try going out again tonight. He'd been fine with giving up and just staying in but he could tell that the lack of self-control he seemed to bring out in her had an effect on her pride. So he had agreed and would now do his best to refrain from persuading her to simply return home.

Taking the second drink from Chuck, Blair slipped her free hand into his and laced their fingers together. "Come on, let's dance." She spoke, pointedly ignoring the flames that seemed to lick up her arms at the simple contact of moving hand in hand with him.

Allowing her to lead him to the dance floor, Chuck couldn't help but smile. It had been a long time since he'd danced like this with anyone. The way he saw it, this kind of contact was reserved strictly for Blair and he'd almost forgotten how good he actually was. Though the way they were dancing seemed to violate the very act of them being here in public. He was allowing his hands to tentatively explore her body, brushing along her sides and over her hip as she moved her body against his. He was surprised when he felt her move even closer to him.

Blair felt herself get lost in dancing with Chuck as she always seemed to do. Everything else seemed to melt away until it was just the two of them together in the room. Other bodies were jostling theirs but all she could feel was Chuck's hand on her hip and the other on her upper thigh and it felt so right.

Chuck couldn't help but think that no other girl had ever fit with him so perfectly on or off the dance floor and that none ever could. Something about the way they moved their bodies perfectly in sync was telling of their chemistry in their relationship. He found himself bending close to her neck and inhaling her scent.

The hairs on the back of her neck stood up at Chuck's proximity and Blair didn't even realize as she tilted her head towards him. Something about Chuck was drawing her in, in a way that she couldn't begin to explain. It was like there was a magnetic pull between his mouth and hers as she blindly searched for his lips.

Chuck felt Blair's movement as her head turned toward him, he felt her searching for him as they continued to move on the dance floor and regardless of whether or not they were in public, regardless of the fact that they were trying to be good, he couldn't help but place his lips on hers.

The second their lips touched a spark illuminated shooting a fire through Blair that had begun when she'd first clasped his hand in hers. Turning her body to face Chuck her arms snaked their way around his neck, her fingers wove themselves into his hair and she pulled him ever closer, deepening the kiss.

He drank her in, hungrily, urgently, needing the contact, the pressure of her lips against his, her arms around him, their bodies intertwined. He wanted her and his body was responding to that want. He could feel her heartbeat quickening, her breathing shallow and all he wanted was her.

Instantly Blair felt as though she had completely lost control, her senses were in overdrive, she felt everything, every touch, every taste, every smell and it consumed her wholly. And suddenly she couldn't breathe. Blair pulled back, removing her hands from their position around Chuck's neck and letting them slide down to his chest. She looked up to meet his eyes, still breathless as she tried to form coherent words. "Wait."

Chuck looked down into her eyes before moving his hips across hers. "I'm not sure how much longer I can." He spoke huskily as his hardness brushed against her center.

The moment she felt him move against her Blair knew they were both lost. They didn't have the willpower to make it all the way home, there was no way. "Bathroom, now." She hissed, allowing him to lead the way.

The moment the door slammed shut she was pressing her body against his. She was thankful the bathroom had been empty, more so that it could be locked. Pressing against him she moaned as he flipped her around and pushed her back against the door.

Chuck had her legs hiked up and wrapped around his hips within seconds as he devoured her lips with his. Moving his lips to her neck he felt her fingers tighten in his hair as she began to gasp loudly.

"No more going out." Blair managed through her pleased exclamations as Chuck began to position himself at her entrance.

"Deal." Chuck responded huskily as he thrust inside of her. As much as he loved public sex, this was enough, clearly they couldn't handle going anywhere; but honestly he didn't mind.


Tuesday

"We haven't left the house all day." Chuck spoke as he relaxed in one of the sitting rooms of the house, affectionately known as the Media Room. This had turned into their room of choice over the past few days due to the awesome surround sound they could enjoy while they watched (or didn't watch) a variety of movies; much as it had been a favorite of theirs growing up.

Blair exhaled, leaving her head laying against Chuck's chest. It hadn't been very long since they'd had sex and both of them were still sticky with sweat and physically drained. "I know." She said, though she didn't particularly seem to care. She was vaguely aware of "Don't You Forget About Me" playing in the background and assumed the credits were rolling on The Breakfast Club.

Chuck looked around the room at the takeout boxes from today before looking back at Blair. "Do you want to go to dinner?" His voice had a dazed quality to it as though he wasn't completely focused on the conversation.

Blair shrugged lightly. She didn't really care to leave and she could tell that he didn't either. "I could make something here."

Chuckling Chuck pressed a kiss to the top of Blair's head. "Remember lunch?"

Blair couldn't help but laugh herself as she thought back to earlier in the day when she'd tried to fix a simple chicken pot pie for lunch, but it hadn't really worked out like that.

"Chuck!" Blair exclaimed as she felt his breath tickling her neck. He was making it impossible for her to fix their lunch as he couldn't seem to keep his hands off her. She wasn't even making something complicated, it was just chicken pot pie.

Chuck laughed lowly against her shoulder while allowing his hands to slip over her hips and hook on her thighs, tugging her back against him.

Blair could feel her body heating up as her head subconsciously leaned back onto his shoulder. "Chuck…" She spoke again, this time with a pleading tone to her voice.

Smirking, Chuck flipped her around and pressed her back against the counter. His mouth was hot on hers as their lips furiously came together, tongues intertwining.

Blair could hear herself moan into his mouth and felt his hardness press against her. Any thoughts of the lunch she'd been making fled her mind as Chuck seemed to overwhelm her senses.

Chuck tugged hungrily at her clothing as he grasped her buttocks and lifted her onto the counter itself, never breaking their kiss. Blair's legs locked around his waist as they began to devour each other in the middle of the kitchen.

Kissing Chuck passionately as though she'd been doing anything else for the past few days, Blair began to lose herself until she felt her body rock against the bag of flour still sitting on the counter type. She knew it was falling before it did but by the time she broke to grab for it, it was too late.

The fine white powder filled the air and covered their clothing and their bodies as Chuck and Blair stood frozen. Laughter over took them as he tried to kiss her only to taste the heavy flour on their lips. Giggling Blair pulled back and rested her forehead against his. "I think we're going to need a shower."

"Mmhmm." Chuck affirmed as his lips sought her neck.

It was then, as Chuck began to pull her off the counter that she caught a whiff of something else. "OH GOD!" She exclaimed pushing herself the rest of the way off the counter and running towards the oven.

Chuck turned his head curiously at first, seeing that Blair was grasping for a potholder. He couldn't help but think she looked adorable, flour doting her skin as she bent down to open the oven. It was as she did that he remembered what she'd been doing when they'd started making out. "Shit." He muttered as she flung the oven open and stepped back.

Blair's eyes stung with tears as smoke filled the air around them, pouring out from the oven. Grabbing the pot pie she quickly dropped it on top of the stove. Oven turned off she turned back to Chuck. "I guess we're going to be ordering out."

Blair smiled again. "True, let's order out."

Nodding Chuck began to trace her jaw with one finger, tilting it up to meet his gaze. "Are we going to Lily Pond tonight?"

Raising one eyebrow, Blair didn't even warrant that statement with words. She felt as though they'd learned their lesson last night.

Chuck laughed at her expression, he supposed she was right. Having sex in public bathrooms wasn't really either of their style but they'd gotten so out of control at the club last night that they hadn't made it home before ripping one another's clothes off.

Blair simply shrugged before tucking her body closer to Chuck's. "What would be the point anyway? There's no one I'd rather spend my time with than you. The crowds are just whatever."

Smiling, Chuck wrapped his arms around her slight form, content with the feeling of having her in his arms again.


Wednesday

Blair screamed as she ran through the house, a soaking wet Chuck hot on her heels. She was laughing even as she knew he gained ground on her.

The past few days had passed in a dizzying haze of happiness; most of which had been spent in the some form of undress. Sure they'd tried to go out at first, but they'd quickly learned there was only so much you could do in public.

Today, however, Chuck had been insistent on taking her out for dinner, which is how they'd gotten in this situation they were in right now, Blair thought as she swung around the corner and into another room of the house. Shrieking she thought back to a few minutes earlier when Chuck had come outside to where she'd been relaxing by the pool.

"Blair, come on, we're going to miss our reservation." Chuck spoke as he walked outside onto the deck. He knew she had to be out here, he'd searched the whole house.

Blair took a sip of the daiquiri she'd made using the blender in the cabana and relaxed, she knew he'd find her out here eventually.

Chuck walked in front of her and crossed his arms. They were both relatively dressed down - he in a pair of kakis and a button up and she in a simple sundress - but this was still more clothing than either of them had worn in days. Sitting on the edge of her lawn chair, Chuck met her gaze through her sunglass, he couldn't actually see her eyes but he could feel it when they locked with his. "We have to leave the house sometime. Besides, aren't you tired of takeout food."

She was pouting and she knew it. So sue her, she didn't want to make the journey into town to have dinner with the townies. "Why don't we just get them to deliver it here." She whined as she tilted down her glasses ever so slightly and peered at Chuck over the top.

"Blair we talked about this…" Chuck started as he shook his head. They'd both agreed last night that as much as they loved being together eventually they had to leave the house; they hadn't gone past the pool in three days. As much as he loved sex, there had to be a limit eventually . . . Though he hadn't actually found it yet with Blair.

Sliding her glasses off completely Blair allowed her bottom lip to slip out ever so slightly. "Is it so wrong that I want to keep spending time together, just us."

Chuck couldn't help but smile as he reached out and cupped her face with his hand. He knew she was pouting but at the same time he could see a level of seriousness in her eyes. "It's just one meal." He spoke reassuringly, placing the softest of kisses on her lips.

"They're glorified townies Chuck." She spoke softly as she allowed him to pull her to a seated position.

Chuck exhaled, he knew she wasn't happy about the fact that he'd made dinner plans with the Thorne's, which was of course the crux of the issue tonight. He'd made the reservations to meet with these shareholders when he'd run into Grayson Thorne at the club his first day in the Hamptons. "They live here year round to manage their real estate firm; that does not make them townies."

Blair titled up her nose and made a sound of displeasure. She normally didn't mind the Thorne's, in fact, they were probably the youngest shareholders in Bass Industries - no more than 27 - but she just didn't want to share him, not tonight. She almost didn't notice as Chuck reached around behind her but she caught his hand just in time. "Watch where you're putting your hands Mr. Bass."

Chuck exhaled in mild frustration even as he smirked. "Blair, give me my cell phone. I need to call Arthur to tell him to bring the car around." Blair shook her head stubbornly and moved the phone just out of his reach; but her focus was so tight on that that she missed Chuck snatch her own phone from the table.

"CHUCK!" She exclaimed as he quickly stood, immediately dialing Arthur's number. She tried to snatch the phone back from him but it was too late, the damage was done. She laughed as she bowed her head ever so slightly as though conceding defeat.

Chuck tilted his own head in return. "Valiant effort Waldorf, but it's time we leave our castle." As he spoke he handed her back her cell phone, he'd placed the call to Arthur, he didn't need it anymore.

"Can't blame a girl for trying." She spoke, leaning in and placing her hands on the collar of his shirt.

Chuck smirked as he moved his head downward to capture her lips in his. Realizing too late that Blair was one step ahead of him. He tried to grasp her shoulders in his hands but she was too quick as she had already slipped from his grasp when he realized he was falling.

Blair was almost coy as she glanced down at Chuck. "Whoops! Guess we'll have to cancel after all. I'll call them right now." She spoke, picking his phone back up and dialing Grayson's number. "Yes, Mr. Thorne this is Blair Waldorf, I'm afraid that Chuck and I will have to cancel dinner tonight. I do apologize for the short notice we're having some unfortunate . . . Water issues at the house that need taking care of." She improvised, grinning at Chuck who was swimming towards the stairs. "Yes, we'll have to reschedule soon."

"BLAIR!" Chuck shouted, only half serious as he began to climb from the pool.

Blair had realized a moment too late that he was going to give chase and tossed his phone down as she squealed uncharacteristically and ran inside.

Laughing now, Blair tried to run down the hall but found her way blocked by an incoming Chuck. She recognized that her choices were limited at this point: back towards the pool or up the stairs. Taking off Blair took the stairs as quickly as she could in her wedges, cursing herself for not first taking off her shoes.

She knew her best shot was to surprise him so she continued up to the third floor by passing the floor that both of them were sleeping on. Laughing she glanced over her shoulder noting that Chuck was catching up to her as she spun down the third floor hallway. It was only a matter of time before-

Chuck grinned as he wrapped his arms around Blair, pulling her dry body tightly to his wet one. "Gotcha." He whispered into her ear, his heart beating quickly as he pulled her into one of the third floor rooms. He wasn't sure he'd ever been up here before, he had no idea what he was getting into.

Blair didn't struggle as she felt Chuck half carrying her into one of the rooms off the hallway. Smiling she relished the feeling of his body pressed up against hers but when they tumbled into the room they gasped. "What the hell?" She asked eyes widening.

Chuck couldn't help the snort that left his mouth as he looked around the room in surprise. "This is . . .wow."

Blair kept blinking trying to make it go away but it didn't and then she realized what she was looking at. "Danish Klaus." She said with an exhale, holding Chuck's hands that were grasped around her. "He was obsessed with …"

"Valentine's Day." Chuck completed as his eyes finally managed to take in the room. The light pink wallpaper was the least of it as there was a giant heart shaped bed in the room with a canopy hanging around it. "Is that a Jacuzzi?" He asked, pointing towards the right side of the room.

Blair nodded. "I'd forgotten this room. Danish Klaus was so many years ago we were like eight. No wonder Serena and I were never allowed up here as kids." Blair spoke with slight disgust. Running from his arms she dove onto the bed laughing as it molded around her. "It's a waterbed." She shouted in surprise.

Chuck laughed before joining her. It wasn't long before they were bouncing around tossing heart shaped pillows at one another. He couldn't believe the happiness that was flooding through him as he pinned her to the bed, clasping each of her arms over her head and pressing his still damp body against hers.

"I surrender!" Blair exclaimed playfully as she tilted her chin up to press her lips against Chuck's.

Chuck met her lips with pressure as he kissed her hungrily. Pulling back he tugged lightly on her lip. "But I've yet to administer punishment for the stunt you pulled."

Fluttering her eye lashes innocently Blair looked up at him, recognizing this game. Chuck shook his head and she knew he meant business. Sighing she relented, bringing a hint of seriousness into her voice. "Brunch. Pierre's. 10am."

Chuck lifted an eyebrow as though debating whether or not he accepted this compromise she was proposing. "I find these terms acceptable. I'll call the Thorne's now." He spoke giving her one last hard kiss before standing to retrieve his phone from down stairs.

As Chuck began to leave the room, Blair pushed herself up on one elbow. "Oh Chuck." She spoke in a voice that was halfway seductive. "I still have to make up for my duplicity."

Chuck turned his head to see that she was standing from the bed. Quirking an eyebrow he smirked as she walked towards him.

"I'll be waiting for you in my room." Walking closer, Blair placed a hand on his shoulder and brought her lips close to his ear. "Naked." She whispered with a smoldering glance over her shoulder before walking past him and down the stairs.

Chuck swallowed at the painful tightening in his still damp kaki's. "Fuck" He muttered under his breath. She was the hottest woman in the world, he thought. Trying to adjust appropriately, Chuck decided his only choice was to hurry.


Dan could see in Blair's eyes that she was about to switch gears. Until this point in her story he would have wondered how they weren't still together but now he could see the shift. Whatever happened to drive them apart was coming. "Are you certain that you want to do this?" Dan asked without preamble.

Blair nodded. "Of course. I wouldn't be here if I didn't."

Dan pressed his lips tightly together. "You realize that all of this is going to be made public knowledge; granted very few people will know that Bianca is you but that's still a serious unveiling of your personal life."

Blair nodded before giving Dan a look of upmost condescension reminiscent of those she gave him back in high school. "I want to do this Humphrey. I want people to know. I'm tired of hiding behind this façade. I can't handle it anymore, it takes too much work and it's costing me everything."

Dan looked at her for a long moment before he spoke again. "If this is what you want we can keep doing this though I warn you, you're in serious danger of changing your novel into a love story."

Blair scoffed but her features fell back into an easy smirk. "Don't you see Humphrey, it already was. You can't separate my story from Chuck. He is who I am and I mean that in the best possible way."

Shaking his head almost in awe of Blair's strength of conviction Dan couldn't help but smile. "If you're sure then I need to go check on Steph and then we can continue."

Blair gave one curt nod and allowed a smile to slip onto her features. "I'll be right here."

"Okay then." Dan said before standing from the waiting room chair.


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xoxo - kate