A/N: I don't know how this part of the story will be received. I try to mix the humour with darkness as much as possible. It might not be for everyone but this is how I have decided to write it. - FQ
XOXOXOXOX
(You Can't Always get What you Want)
By: The Rolling Stones
From: The Big Chill
Present
Blair turned her face into the pillow when he pulled away from her so he wouldn't be able to kiss her. She could only pretend he was someone else for so long and when it was all over she was more aware than ever that he was not Dan. It didn't help that he no longer had the beard and she couldn't pretend he was chiseled underneath. Patrick promised he would grow his beard back after she expressed her preference for the facial hair. She opened her night table and threw the box of condoms in, the sight of them felt dirty and wrong. Sadly she always felt depressed after sex with Patrick. She kept waiting for it to change, for her to enjoy it the whole way through and possibly feel content afterwards. But as he pulled out she only ever felt melancholy set in. The box of condoms only made her feel worse, they made her feel oddly dirty but Patrick coming inside her was never an option. She knew she wouldn't get pregnant, she knew Patrick was clean but still, she couldn't allow them to be that close. Before, she thought she might never have sex with him, she surprised herself when their relationship got to this point, but she still couldn't imagine not using protection or even taking him in her mouth. That was just too intimate, and she only ever gave head because she enjoyed it before, she couldn't see anything enjoyable about pleasuring Patrick.
As she laid in bed she brought her knees up and turned on to her side. She heard him enter the washroom and knew he was probably getting ready for bed. She closed her eyes and pretended it was Dan. When he surfaced from the ensuite he walked over to the bed in the pitch dark, she squeezed her eyes shut as tightly as possible and hoped he wouldn't speak. This deniability that it was not Patrick who snuggled up behind her, worked before and it would work again.
"I didn't ask you earlier, did Vanity Fair call you yet?" Blair cringed, upset that he opened his mouth and ruined her fantasy. His voice wasn't deep enough, it wasn't calming enough.
"Uh...no," she tossed a little trying to get comfortable with this figure pressed up behind her. "They have seven spots though and i'm much more qualified then most of the others that interviewed,"
"You'll get it," he rubbed her arm. "Your arms are freezing toots,"
"Toots?"
"What you don't like that?" he laughed lowly as he kissed her shoulder. Blair turned around to face him, if a lamp was on he would see her eyes squint.
"No, I most certainly do not like that," She wondered what was so hard about calling her Blair. The only people that were allowed to give her a nickname was her parents and Dan, and Dan sure as hell would never dream of calling her 'toots'. "It's demeaning Patrick,"
"Demeaning?, whoa. It was just a nickname,"
"I think you should go home,"
After Patrick left, Blair picked up her phone. She wanted to hear Dan's voice knowing it would probably lift her mood. She began to dial his landline when she realized she didn't know what to say to him. She cancelled the call and dialed his cell-phone knowing he would have set it to go straight to voicemail at this time of night.
'Hi, you've reached Dan Humphrey. I'm currently not available at the moment. You can try my landline at 555-5623 or leave me a message and i'll get back to you as soon as I can thank-you,'
For about ten minutes Blair continued to dial and listen to his voice mail recording. For another ten minutes she laid in bed thinking about what she would tell him in the morning when he noticed he had twenty missed calls from her.
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FLASHBACK
"You look beautiful," Blair approached Nina who sat up at the bar after walking out on her wedding.
"I wish I didn't," Nina answered casually. "Maybe then I wouldn't feel like such cold hearted bitch," she looked into her shallow glass of whiskey.
"You can't make yourself something you're not. If you're not upset, you're not upset," she took a seat beside her and ordered a martini.
"I feel bad for him. But I'm not going to shed any tears over it. I just wish I waited longer and maybe didn't let it get this far,"
"It's understandable,"
"I only want to be married once you know?...I don't want to be like my parents or your parents. It's like they've lived two lives. I don't want that. I don't want life A and Life B. I just want life. And maybe I never want to get married?...no offense..."
"None taken," Blair smiled the best she could.
"But you guys are different. I think part of me thought marrying Drew would give me a relationship like you have,'
"Nina, I don't want you to compare your relationships to mine and Dan's. Nothing is as it seems,"
"You guys are okay?" she lifted her eyes concerned.
"Um,..I think so," she nodded lightly. "I just wouldn't wish for this, it's not something to envy. Not now anyway,"
"There you are," Dan approached Nina and Blair. "Everything okay?" he asked Nina genuinely concerned for her.
"Yes. I'm actually fine. I feel really bad for Drew but i'll talk to him tomorrow,"
Nina and Blair continued talking. Blair changed the topic to work and soon they were laughing like nothing happened. Dan sat beside Blair who barely acknowledged his presence for the next hour. He smiled and tried to jump into their conversation. He broke in and Nina would engage with him from time to time but when it came to Blair he felt like she couldn't see him.
"You wanna go?" Dan asked with his hand resting gently on her shoulder. "You're freezing babe," He could feel goosebumps over her cold skin and removed his jacket placing it around her arms.
"You going to be ok?" Blair asked Nina without answering Dan.
"Of course," she smiled. "I already told you i'm not upset. I'm completely indifferent," she sighed. "God, what was I thinking? I hardly know him,"
"You jump into things," she laughed lightly.
"I'll call you tomorrow?"
"Okay, sounds good,"
"I'll bring the car around," Dan said as he held the door.
"No, it's fine. I'll just walk with you,"
"No, let me get it. You're wearing heels,"
"Dan, it's fine. Let's go," she started walking ahead of him.
"Just stay here. I'll be back in a flash,"
"NO!," a sob caught in her throat. "I can walk!,"
"I know you can..." he gulped and trailed off. "I just,..." they walked in silence until they reached Dan's car. He hurried over to the passenger side and opened it for Blair. She stood frozen, her eyes meeting his. Dan's eyes hit the ground before he walked over to the driver's side and got in. Blair followed suit. Dan stared through the windshield, he felt trapped, everything was tense between them and he didn't know where to start. They never had this problem before. Talking was never an issue.
"Are you going to drive?" she cleared her throat. Dan didn't say anything, his eyes pressed together tightly and then his hands went up and covered them. Blair turned away from him and looked out the window. After a few minutes passed Dan removed his hands and started the car. Blair checked her emails on the way home and Dan was left with his thoughts the entire drive. He felt like he was suffocating. When they arrived home, Dan pulled off his seat belt and moved himself to face her. Blair got out the car before he could say anything. As her door slammed shut Dan felt like she closed it on his face.
"I'm sorry," he said as he followed behind her.
"It's not about being sorry anymore Dan,"
"Then what is it about?"
"I know you're sorry. But,...that doesn't change the way I feel right now. It doesn't change the fact you still did it. I thought I knew everything about you. But I don't...I don't at all. The Dan I know would never jeopardize his life for a writing career. He would never do something so..."
"I think we're past the point of lecturing me Blair..."
"You act like it's not a big deal! you act like i'm making it bigger than it is!" she yelled.
"You are!" he yelled back. "You're acting as if I cheated on you,"
"I'd forgive you easier if it was cheating," she turned back towards the door.
"Excuse me?"
"I'd have an easier time accepting if you...,"
"That's bullshit!" he turned her around to face him.
"Your heart's on your sleeve Dan. It's not hard for me to believe you could fall in love with someone and have an affair,"
"I hope you know how offensive that is. I can't believe you just said that to me..."
"I'm not trying to spare your feelings right now. I'm telling you how I feel!"
"You feel like I would cheat on you? and that you would be more accepting to that then me going to rehab? Blair that is so insulting...not just to me, but to you,"
"Serena emailed me everyday for two years!...it wouldn't have been hard for me to believe that you might..."
"What is that supposed to mean? you just drag her name in whenever you think it's necessary? Serena and her has-been crazy tendencies have nothing to do with me. How can you even say that?. In retrospect you think maybe if you found out I was cheating on you way back then...we'd still be together? jesus christ,...give me a break,"
"What do you want us to do? you think should just sweep it under the rug then?"
"No we should talk about it everyday for the rest of our lives! are you kidding right now?" Blair just starred at him. "Blair we haven't slept in the same bed in a week," his eyes were large and full of worry. "I can't take it back and you aren't exactly making this easy. I'm sorry I don't fit the standard you have for me anymore!,"
"Why are you still here if you're just going to yell?" she cried.
"Because I love you," he swallowed. "I love you and you told me that you would stay and fight with me until we resolved things. You never stay and resolve anything," his voice was shallow. "Im standing here hoping that you will fight with me," he pleaded, his eyes starring into hers.
"I'm tired of fighting," she cried. "I'm so tired of fighting," she wiped her eyes.
"What are we doing? what's the plan?"
"I don't know..." she trailed off.
"We can fight in the morning if you'd rather," he wanted her to stop crying. "...You want me to sleep on the couch again?" he asked politely.
"Or you can stay at Nate's," she inhaled. Dan closed his eyes not anticipating that response. They were not making progress, they didn't even take one step forward.
"Not one part of you wants me here tonight?" he whispered, his eyes soft and hopeful.
"Not one part of me cares where you go tonight," her eyes were void of emotion. With that, Dan nodded and got back into the car.
Dan stayed in a hotel for two nights hoping they could clear some air. Maybe the space would do them some good. He found himself wanting to call her but he never picked up the phone. Nicky was under the impression he was on a business trip, Blair's idea, not Dan's. The two days turned into four and Dan decided it was time to go home and see if they could try again. Blair was busy with work and she didn't bat an eye at his presence.
FLASHBACK
XOXOXOXOOXOXOXOXOX
Dan quickly walked over to Blair's desk and placed her Starbucks cup next to her computer, then unloaded a few files and the look-book on to her desk before she arrived. He sifted through some notes and wrote the most important ones on the white board behind her desk. When he was finished with these tasks he looked up to see some of Blair's employees arriving.
"Take the glasses off Celina," he stuck a few post-it notes in the look-book and rewrote the notes Judy placed on her desk. Blair could never read her hand writing and Dan was good a deciphering it. He looked up when he was done and noticed Celina had booted up her computer but was still wearing the sunglasses.
"Sunglasses please,"
"I'm hungover. No" she lowered her forehead on to the desk.
"Off," he demanded. She pulled them off to reveal huge bags under her eyes that lived up to her hungover claim.
"Yikes...Okay, put them back on. If she asks you about them you better have a good excuse,"
"I'm channeling Anna Wintour today?"
"Sure. You could try that," he said as he walked around making sure everything else was in running order. Blair would be back from her early meeting any minute now.
"Shoes,..." Dan pointed at Lee.
"NO!, they're Louboutins! they match my outfit, they're from this season and I bought them yesterday, there are no scuffs they fit perfectly,...why on earth would I have to take them off?" she looked up at him wide eyed.
"Blair is wearing the exact...," he he moved his head theatrically. "same pair..."
"And, they're off" she shoved them in her desk drawer and put on a pair of emergency flats.
"Lint, Blair wants you to write the article she told Beth to write,"
"What?" Beth's jaw dropped.
"Sorry. She thinks his style is going to work better,"
"Well, that's just fantastic!" she said sarcastically.
"That is fantastic," Lint smirked down at his keyboard.
"Nina, almost late as usual..."
"Hump, almost good to see you...as usual,"
"What is your new story on?"
"Like I would tell you!,"
"C'mon, Blair won't tell me about it,"
"I can't tell you about it,"
"It better not have anything to do with testing me again,"
"Oh ha! no this is much more...noticeable,"
Blair hurried into the office and examined her employees, she stopped at Lee's desk and glared at her flat shoes with distaste before greeting Dan. "How'd the meeting go?"
"Great," she popped a kiss on his lips. "Thank-you," she accepted her coffee.
"Post-it notes are semi important. Most important is on the white board," he explained. "I'm going to go to the park and try to write something for Connor," he expressed his excitement.
"You sure you don't want to just be my assistant forever?" she bit her lip and raised her eyebrows trying to entice him.
"As fulfilling as it is..." he said sarcastically. "I need something for me,"
"I know," she tilted her face up to kiss him again. When Dan was gone Blair took a moment to let everyone know the office rules were about to change.
"It's come to my attention that we have too many 'guests' hanging around the office. I'm putting an end to that. No friends, no family, no husbands and DEFINITELY no children. If you don't work here...you're not allowed to be here. Got it?"
"Dan is always here!" Michelle stood.
"Michelle, Michelle, Michelle..." Blair sighed before turning her attention to her.
"I told you not to say anything..." Nina said under his breath with an amused grin.
"If your husband was a Yale graduate with exceptional writing skills and a double degree maybe he would benefit this office. Maybe if he came up with brilliant ideas on a regular basis or make some sort of contribution other than distracting you from your work and providing an eyesore with that god awful sweater he was wearing yesterday. Your husband isn't allowed to 'hangout' and distract you from your task,...which is...doing whatever I tell you to do. Any questions?"
The room went silent.
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Blair could feel her heart thumping hard and steady in her chest the moment she caught sight of him in her peripherals. Quickly she turned and stared at the white board, she tried her hardest to focus on what she was trying to write. She popped the lid off the marker and held it to the board, it wasn't until he approached her desk that she remembered there was nothing she needed to write. Heart still thumping, his voice made her close her eyes.
"Do you need any help today?" he asked looking through the things on her desk.
"No," she said putting the lid back on the marker. "You can't be in this office Dan," she moved away and headed down the hall.
"Why not?"
"Employees only" she said walking past him. Dan hurried to catch up with her.
"You've got to be kidding!" he laughed running up to her.
"It's policy"
"...Yeah,...you make the policy" he blinked.
"and this office is employees only," she said carefully, annunciating every word.
"Can we talk?"
"In case you haven't noticed...I'm at work" she seethed. "you are not permitted to be here so I suggest you take your box and leave"
Dan pressed his lips together and stared at her. "What?" she asked seeing his sullen look on his face.
"Ok,.." he turned and left the office, he never set foot in her office again.
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"What do you mean you don't want it,...you practically through a tantrum when I told you that you were too young for a cellphone"
"I don't want it" she cried, soaking his shoulder.
"Come sit down with me and we'll open it," he guided her towards the love seat.
"Didn't you hear me? I don't want it!" she cried. Her eyes bloodshot- full of confusion.
"Nic,..." Dan inhaled and steadied his own voice knowing he was too upset to say this without his voice cracking. "Everything is going to be fine," he rubbed her back and kissed her hair. "Hey, look at me..." he held her face in his hands. She looked at him for exactly two seconds before her face contorted and her eyes closed. A heavy sob that couldn't be stiffled erupted within her. Dan placed his lips on her forehead and gave her a moment before trying with the phone again. "It's really cool..." he tried with a sniff. "and you know...we can a cover for it. Maybe they make tiffany blue covers hey?" he nudged her while opening the box and pulling out the instructions. "Then it'll match your purse,"
"Daddy stop," she said barely audible. Dan ignored her and continued.
"See?" he fumbled with the paper. "Exactly what you've been asking for. A blackberry..." he smiled holding it in his palm.
"'I DON'T WANT IT!" she cried harder pushing his hand away.
"Okay," he nodded lightly. "Okay, I'll just leave it here for you," he placed the box on the coffee table and with great reluctance stood and walked over to the elevator. Passing Blair who's arms were crossed she immediately turned her head when he could see her. She didn't want him to see that she was crying. He pressed the elevator button but knew there was no way she was going to let him leave. It was like business trip when she was four all over again. Only it wasn't cute and sweet tonight. She didn't lure him back in with her giggle and her little voice asking him to stay. It wasn't her standing on his shoes or hiding his laptop for fun. She was heartbroken and he'd never seen this kind of reaction in her before.
"Don't!" she yelled when she heard the elevator. "I want you to stay and set it up!" she cried doing anything to get him to stay with her.
Taking a deep breath Dan walked back over to the box and set up her phone. The rims of Nicky's eyes were red but the water works stopped. Her face was red and blotchy but she was calmer now as Dan called verizon and went through the process to set up a new phone. There was a fifteen minute wait time before it would be ready and Dan snuggled with Nicky, barely saying a word.
"It's been fifteen..., you wanna test it?" he asked. Nicky nodded and texted him with a simple 'hi' to which Dan replied with 'hey'
"Okay so it works" he smiled putting his hands on his knees to stand. "I gotta go," he said gently. Her eyes filled up again.
"Why?" she asked wiping her eyes with her sleeve.
"I just do," it was the only answer he had for her. Nicky wrapped her arms around his shoulders and he squeezed her as tight as possible. Dan wiped his eyes quickly before taking her face in his hands and smiling. "You're acting like i'm never coming back," he laughed. "No one's dying sweets," he kissed her cheek. "Just until I get a new apartment okay?...i'll pick you up from school on Tuesday and we'll go wherever you want for dinner,"
Blair watched her daughter's lip tremble as the elevator doors shut. "Come here," she held her hand out. "Nicky,..." she walked over.
"You let him leave," she shut her eyes and tears spilled over her cheeks.
"Oh baby," she thought back to a time when she hated her mother thinking she had to be the reason her father left. She hated her mother for letting him go until she knew the truth. Nicky was never going to know the truth and Blair feared she might hate her forever. Surprised Blair felt Nicky hold on to her tightly. "It's okay, it's going to be okay," she pulled her closer and pressed kisses to her hair.
Even though Nicky had been asking for this phone for over a year she didn't want anything to do with it. Laying in her bed she looked over as Blair placed the device on her night stand.
"You left it on the coffee table," she pushed her hair back and kissed her forehead. "I know this is scary and I know you're sad..." she trailed off. "But it's going to be fine. I promise," she kissed her cheek. Nicky pulled away and pulled the covers up over her head. "Nicky..." Blair ran her hand over her shoulder. "I love you so much,"
"I know..." she cried full of sniffles. Blair covered her mouth so Nicky wouldn't hear her crying as she left the room.
Nicky woke up in the middle of the night and picked up the cell-phone for the first time. She spent a minute looking at the bright screen in the dark of her bedroom. After a moment she entered the messages and sent Dan 'Hi' she was surprised when her message was received and returned with a 'hey' immediately.
'I love you' -N
'I love you more' -D
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PRESENT
"Hey, did you call me?...twenty times?" he asked with a light chuckle.
"Oh!...that..." she said causally. "I thought maybe my look-book was over there. Nicky keeps taking it...," she lied.
"You could have called the land-line,"
"Yes...I didn't think of that at the time,"
"Or left a voicemail so I would know why you called...twenty times,"
"Umm, it was late. I..."
"Did Vanity Fair call you yet?"
"No. No, not yet,"
"I know you're going to get it, so I wouldn't be too concerned,"
"No. I'm not concerned,"
"I uh...bought your party planning book,"
"Oh you did?"
"Well it does have some great photos. My favourite subject matter," he laughed thinking about how sixty percent of the photos were of Nicky.
"Oh mine too," she smiled into the phone.
"I think i'm going to frame some of them,"
"Oh no. Don't rip them out of the book. I'll call the photographer and you can look through the outtakes,"
"Yeah? yeah that sounds good," he nodded. "So...how's Patrick?"
"He's great...I think," she cleared her throat. "How's Claudia?"
"Okay I guess," he shrugged.
"I've uh...been meaning to finish your book. I just haven't found the time,"
"No explanations necessary,"
"I heard it's getting rave reviews,"
"Yeah it's doing okay. I'm trying to write something else now. You know, striking while the iron's still hot,"
"That's a good idea," she said. A comfortable silence fell over them.
"How's our baby?" he asked making her close her eyes- loving the sound of his voice.
"She's...," she inhaled. "She's beautiful,"
"I already knew that. Just like her mom,"
"Thankfully," Blair teased with a light laugh.
"Right?" he laughed.
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FLASHBACK
There is nothing in the world I love more than being a mom. I've accomplished so much in my life but everything pales in comparison to the pride I have knowing i'm responsible for the existence of a life. For our first Valentines day as a married couple, Dan and I stayed in. We probably should have gone out. -Blair.
"Connor wants to publish my book Blair!,"
"That's great Dan," she tried to smile into the receiver of her phone but her mood wouldn't let her.
"Can you believe it?"
"Yes,...I mean no wow that's amazing," she cleared her throat hoping he wouldn't come to any conclusions. She wanted him to think Connor took interest in him on his own but the truth was, she gave Connor a little push.
"What's wrong?"
"Umm...nothing," she stared at her reflection in the mirror and hated Nina for ever suggesting they trade hair colours.
"I look like a bimbo," she stared at her reflection.
"And I look sexy and sophisticated," Nina checked herself out in the mirror.
"I notice you are wearing your glasses at lot more now..."
"I'm going for the sexy librarian look, is it working?"
"Yeah, if you're trying to be the kind you'd find in a porno," she laughed.
"Blair!" her eyes widened.
"I can't do this,"
"Of course you can!. You look hot!,"
"I look like a Californian,"
"What's wrong with that?" Nina shrugged still starring at her new chocolate brown locks.
"I hate it. I look awful,"
"No you look adorable. And dare I say younger,"
"I look like a high-schooler,"
"Oh whatever. Dan is going to LOVE it," Nina smiled brightly.
Truthfully I was terrified Dan would love me as a blonde. I wanted Nina to write this article. I wanted to take notes on how different I felt as an ashy, white blonde opposed to a dark, warm brunette but I was not excited about going home and showing my husband. -Blair
"Don't say anything just let me explain," Blair said the second he laid eyes on her new hair colour.
"Ok,..." his lips pursed together.
"Don't say anything..."
"No, it looks...," he cleared his throat. "It's not staying like this right?"
Blair took a sigh of relief that he didn't like it.
"I know it's awful!," she pouted and threw her arms around his neck, in desperate need of a hug.
"It's not awful...it's..." he ran his hand up and down her back. "It's not terrible," he tried to make himself like it. She looked great, it would be difficult to ever make Blair look bad but this was just not the way he was used to her. This was a drastic change and he didn't like it. He pulled away from her to get a better look. "Wow, you look like a different person,"
"I know I should have never done it. I stripped the shit out of my perfectly healthy hair,"
"Well when the article is done i'm sure you'll be able to dye it back," he pushed a strand behind her ear. "You look beautiful. It's just hard to get used to,"
"It's only going to last a week. Nina and I have a girl's weekend planned where we intend on putting this to the test. We're going to see if we're treated differently and also if blondes have more fun..." she sighed, "which can't be true because I've wanted to cry since the moment it was dyed,"
"Aww," he leaned in and kissed her. "It's only temporary," he reminded her.
"It might never get it's natural luster back..." she pouted.
I only truly realized how different I looked with blonde hair when Nate accused Dan of cheating on me. It was nice to know that Nate had my back and would come straight to me if he ever thought Dan was being unfaithful. It was hilarious when I received the phone call. He told me that Dan was walking in the park hand-in-hand with a blonde. He was disgusted as he explained that he even kissed her like it was no big deal in the park where anyone could see. I was highly amused by this and let him believe it for a good three days until he came home and noticed that I was the one with blonde hair, but not before he yelled, "YOU BRING HER HERE?" to Dan. Unfortunately Nate still lived with us at this point. I don't even have an excuse for this. Nate lived with us after we were married. I'm not proud of it, but neither of us had the guts to tell him he needed to leave. - Blair
With every thrust her new blond hair bounced and hit her back, Dan continued closing his eyes and trying to focus on her whimpers of pleasure. He couldn't help knowing that the woman he was sliding into didn't resemble his wife. Nothing about the back of her head was even remotely close to what he was used to.
"I can't do this,...I feel like i'm cheating on you," he lifted a hand off her waist and scrubbed over his face.
"No no...it feels so good...Dan!" she complained. "Just...what if I talk to you?..NO!" she yelled as he pulled from her and forced her to face him.
"Just look at me," he put his hand on her face and leaned in to kiss her gently.
"Well i'm never going to come now, I hope you're happy,"
"Can you like wear a hat?"
"A hat?" she blinked.
"Or a scarf or something,"
"You want me to wear a scarf on my head?"
"Blair..."
"What?" she laughed. "Who cares if you feel like you're cheating on me," she ran her hands down his bare torso. "Enjoy it. Call me,...Katherine,..." she smiled impishly.
"Mmm no," he shook his head.
"You are absolutely no fun at all,"
"Hey!"
"Vanilla Vanilla Vanilla..." she teased before nibbling on his earlobe. "You were really good in my head but the truth is,... you're just vanilla..." she taunted him.
"I'm not," he shook his head.
"Then prove it to me," she pushed him back on to the bed and went straight for her object of affection.
"I can't," he pulled away.
"DANIEL!"
XOXOXOX
I convinced Nina to let me dye my hair back the second we got home from our experiment. I didn't feel any sexier as a blonde but I definitely got more looks from the opposite sex. Though arguably a much different type of gentleman was interested with me. After turning down countless drinks we tried having a girl's night and seeing if that would make me realize blondes had more fun. They don't. I was miserable the entire weekend. It was Valentines day when I got home with my freshly dyed brown hair. Dan was still at work so I lit all the candles we owned and told Nate to get lost -Blair
He found Blair sitting on the window bench staring down at the city. Her hair back to it's original colour took his breath away. Blair smiled at the window when she felt him slowly pursue her. "Well, look at that,..." he rested his hands on her bare arms and traced them all the way down to her bottom that was barely covered by the tiny neglige she was wearing.
"mmm," Blair moaned as his lips found her neck.
"Well, I missed you," he said impishly when he broke from a light suck on her neck.
"Don't tease me," she requested. Dan's hand slipped into her shirt as he sucked on her earlobe.
"Don't tease me!" she turned around with fire in her eyes before lunging at him and putting her mouth forcefully on his. Dan's tongue slipped into her mouth with ease and she moaned out in ecstasy.
"I want you so bad," Dan hooked her leg around his waist harshly.
"Fuck me," she pleaded throwing her head back.
"What did you say?" he fully knew what she said as he removed her panties and threw them across the room.
"Fuck me," she purred, he smiled.
"Say it again," his forehead pressed against hers.
"Dan," he loved when she said his name with adoration. "...fuck me," she pouted. He didn't ask her to say it again, his mouth crushed against hers, once again seeking contact from her tongue. His hand fisted at her beautiful, brown hair gently bringing her closer to him. This was not going to be graceful, this was rough and raw and exactly what they wanted.
Dan grabbed a hold of his jeans at one side and harshly pulled them down. Blair was buzzing with anticipation, the sight of him hard and ready made her throb. She yelped as he picked her up with ease and positioned her exactly where she needed to be. An incoherent mumble escaped her lips as he pushed her completely on to him. She was filled to the hilt and moaned out, licking her lips as he hands explored his muscular back. "Mmmmm," she met Dan's thrusts with her own. It was slippery and hot and they were so focused on each-other they didn't even care that they were having sex on the window bench with the drapes drawn. Dan dragged his damp forehead along her shoulder blade as he made marks on her chest with her mouth. Blair continued meeting the thrusts and finding pleasure mounting with every building second. His mouth sought out a nipple through the thin, see-through material of her neglige. She cried out in pleasure but Dan didn't find it good enough. He pulled the material down so he could take her nipple into his mouth without a barrier. She screamed as heavy, liquid waves of pleasure coursed through her body, she tensed up and held Dan close, her hands pushing into the back of his neck. He lowered his hand to where they were connected to intensify her orgasm, she grabbed hold of his hand making sure he wouldn't stop giving attention to her clit, she knew she was so close to coming again and if he stopped even for a second she would lose it. Dan picked up the pace and lowered his mouth again to flick her nipple with his tongue, she let out a scream that lost it's sound half way through as she shattered and collapsed against him. Dan gave her a few seconds to come down from her high then carried her to the bedroom still attached. "You're turn," Blair crushed her mouth against his as he laid down. Blair rode him in slow and deeply. His hands kneaded her hips and thighs and occasionally gave some attention to her perky breasts. She started to go faster which caused the headboard to smack against the wall, Dan laughed seeing that she was determined and enjoyed herself, it was if she was trying to make as much noise as possible. "Uhh," Dan grabbed hold of Blair's hips and pushed her tightly against him as he came. Blair draped herself over Dan, her head lying on his chest listening to his heart thump loudly against his chest.
"I don't want to move," she breathed in and out.
"Then don't," he smiled running his hand through her hair affectionately. They were sticky and sweaty and still she would rather fall asleep like this then get off him.
XOXOXOXOXOX
Blair sat at her desk and scribbled some math on a post-it-note. She mouthed out numbers as she tried to figure something out. She dropped her pen and started counting on her fingers. It wasn't satisfying, she tried again but got the same result. After a moment of denial she looked over at Nina who was clicking away at her laptop.
"Nina..." Blair massaged her temples. Nina closed her laptop immediately and turned to Blair. "What were you doing just then?"
"...I got everything done!" she defended. "I was shopping..." she confessed.
"Whatever," she she pressed her lips together. "I'm going to tell you something and you have to promise you won't react ridiculously,"
"Okay,"
"I mean it, no yelling at me. No yelling of any kind. Just sit in the chair and be quiet,"
"Ok..., you're freaking me out,"
"I need you to do something for me. I need you to go to the drugstore,..." Nina's jaw dropped immediately.
"...I'm having flashbacks to high-school right now. Well I mean I guess it's not as bad, you're married which is not like high-school at all but...fuck that,"
"Do I look happy?"
"No, you do not look happy,"
"What happened?"
"I forgot to bring my pills when we went on our girl's weekend, but I took two the day we got home so I should be fine right?"
"Well,..." Blair gave her a look. "Sure...sure. You should be fine,"
"How late are you exactly?" Nina asked carefully as Blair tried to pretend she wasn't on the verge of tears.
"uhm," she cleared her throat and a tear spilled on to her cheek. She wiped it quickly still pretending she was fine. "Like,..." she swallowed hard. "six,...sixteen days,..." she squeaked.
"Oh Blair," Nina tried to hug her.
"Nina, get me a test please,"
When Nina arrived back at the office Blair yanked the bag out of her hands and peered in to see exactly what she asked for. "If you are...you know..." she looked around trying to be discrete. "You're not going to consider having it are you?"
"No. No not at all,"
A beat passed between them. "So are you going to take it..."
"No!" she answered. "I have to go home. I have to take it at home,"
"Is Dan going to be mad?" Nina asked. Blair blinked a little and attempted a smile.
( A/N: Needed to put out a quick chapter. Hopefully i'll keep updating this quickly from now on. I don't want to be writing this after GG is over so i'm trying my best to string this all together. I hope you liked it! if you didn't tell me why! Next chapter might be a little shocking...- XOXOX FQ