She woke as soon as she felt someone on the bed next to her. She thought it was Chuck and was about to smile, but was annoyed Dorota was there instead.
"Dorota -" she started to say, but the maid stopped her.
"Miss Alexandra is sleeping again. Don't talk loud."
At the words Blair sat down on the bed and noticed it was day now. She looked at the nightstand to see that it was actually two in the afternoon. She passed a hand through her hair and was about to crawl off bed if it wasn't for Dorota's hand stopping her.
"Baby okay. Cried all morning when I went here change rooms. I cradled baby to let her fall asleep again. Had no idea if you had baby milk anywhere miss Blair, so baby don't eat."
"Crap" she murmured under her breath as she tried to let go of Dorota's grip. "The baby hasn't eaten since yesterday evening. She'd be starving by now!" She said as she run into the nursery, followed by the maid. She picked the baby up from the crib and she fastly woke up and started to cry, so she rushed to the couch and opened her blouse and bra to let her feed.
She caressed the baby's cheek as she felt the baby sucking harder than she ever did.
"I was right saying you were starving, dear. Look at how you're racking mommy's nipple" she giggled and bit her lip because of the hurting. "I promise it won't happen again, okay?"
"Baby just hungry. You should buy thing to pump milk or baby formula so that when you sleeping Mr Chuck can give bib to the baby."
Blair raised her head and glared at Dorota. "I'm not gonna give her fake milk. I'm gonna nurse my baby with my own milk."
Dorota seemed disappointed. "But Miss Blair you need rest. Be mommy is difficult. Anastasia never let us sleep, Vanya had headaches and I were sleepy all the time. And it were two of us, Miss Blair! Sure Mr Chuck is more lively than Vanya, but baby make parents tired. Both. But I am sure Mr Chuck will help you change baby."
"Why are you always mentioning Mr Chuck? He can't help. He's a man, and he doesn't have any milk. I bet he would be amused to have boobs, but that is not exactly the case" she rolled her eyes at the thought. "Don't say that again. I will be the only one giving milk to the baby, change her clothes, diapers and stuff like that. Is that clear?"
The maid looked intimidated and shrugged before leaving the room.
Blair's anger faded as soon as Dorota closed the door, but she had to admit this was the second person telling her the same things Chuck did.
It took both parents to take care of the baby since the baby made her so tired alone.
The fact that she had been sleeping for hours and didn't listen to the baby crying during the night and the day meant much. She was so tired, but she didn't want to admit it.
"I wonder why your father wants you so bad... I mean, he's always wanted you. But he wants you now more than when you were in me. He wants to change your diapers and well, I know him and he would be disgusted by the smell. I just can't picture him doing that. But he has done it before, right? I've left you with him for few minutes and you were still here and beautiful, and safe. What he could possibly do wrong to you? Why am I so afraid?"
"Of what or whom are you afraid?"
Blair raised her head from the baby and looked at the person standing next to the door frame. Flowers in one hand, some plushes in a bag in the other. She saddened a bit when it wasn't who she expectedto be.
"Nate" she smiled at him, but he didn't get in the room yet.
He frowned. "Are you nursing? I should probably wait downstairs." He said looking down.
"Come on, you've seen them many times" she joked. "But sit down there so that if somebody comes it won't seem we just had an affair in my baby's nursery."
Nate sat down on the bed opposite to her. "Wow, is this bed... for the baby? She's not even one month old!"
"We like to think ahead" she said with pride.
Nate nodded. "Oh yeah. Where's Chuck? Is he back to work?"
"Haven't you seen him around?" she asked, hopeful that Nate may had met Chuck somewhere in the penthouse so she would know what places to avoid that day.
"Dorota said he isn't here. I got he's gone out shopping, or that's what she said."
Blair frowned. "Shopping? Yes, he probably told me while I was asleep" she lied.
"You don't seem too sure."
"What, me? I've been dead since fifteen minutes ago. I barely remember what my name is!" she chuckled.
He chuckled as well and sighed. "The baby must wore you out... you seem tired, Blair. You sure you're trying to rest as much as you can?"
"Yes I am, Nate. I'm Blair Waldorf! Of course I found the perfect balance now that the baby is here. I'm very proud of myself" she nodded, hoping Nate would believe her. He wasn't really hard to convince.
Nate's smile faded a bit. "And Chuck? I hope he's helping you."
Blair wasn't sure how to answer that question, but thankfully for her Alexandra seemed done with her breast that she had the chance to change the subject.
"Look, Alexandra is full!" She giggled again and smiled at the baby that looked at her with pouty lips. She pushed the baby a bit aside and closed her blouse trying not to let Nate see. She knew he wouldn't even try, he wasn't the type, but still it was weird to be there with her boob exposed. No matter he was her ex boyfriend. She wondered why she had allowed him there. She must have been too sleepy to function.
She put a towel on her shoulder to let the baby burp and stood up. Being barefoot was a plus in that moment since she wasn't fully awake yet.
"Let me burp her, then you can take her if you want." She said at Nate, but he looked distracted from his phone. She raised an eyebrow.
Nate looked back at her again. "Sorry, Blair. My phone vibrated... Jenny wrote that she's coming back to New York, finally."
"Is she not here? I thought you always traveled together."
"Yeah, we did. But I had to rush here because my grandfather had set up an interview for me on Tuesday, and I had to leave Jenny with her band mates to come. She still had to do two dates at some random music festival, then she would be done for now."
"I see" she nodded. She still didn't get why Nate had wanted to follow Jenny through her tour of the States, but who cared now. "So she's coming today?"
"Yep." He checked his watch and shrugged. "I should probably go to Grand Central to pick her up. It's been one week we haven't seen each other."
Blair grinned with amusement, "Wow, you must really miss her, Nate... then go. Don't worry about us. We'll be okay. There's Dorota to help me."
He nodded. "Take care."
Nate smiled at both and left the room soon.
Blair looked at the flowers and the plushes and with the baby cradling in her arms, she tried to put those two lions on the bed. They seemed perfect, and thankfully they weren't teddy bears like the other plushes Alexandra had got. She also took the flowers, she decided to put them in the vase in the foyer.
She went downstairs still barefoot, laid the flowers on the table, and looked for the stroller in the living room to put the baby in it. The baby looked almost asleep, so she hoped she wouldn't cry when she would do that. When she came back, she almost had a heart attack, but in the end it was just Dorota with a towel in her hands.
"Miss Blair, want me to take baby? Need help to put flowers Mr Nate brought?"
Blair thought about it for a second then handled Alexandra to her maid. "Just for now" she recommended, and she could see Dorota shaking her head when she turned back to the vase.
She removed the light pink paper around the flowers and slowly put the peonies in the water. It reminded her of old times. Nate had been so nice to bring her favorite flowers, she hadn't seen those since her wedding when she had to order them from Asia because it wasn't peonies period in August.
She sighed when she was done and took the baby back from Dorota, who looked quite disappointed. Blair knew she wanted to look after Alexandra like Chuck wanted, but she didn't want to let her for some reasons she only knew.
"Dorota, can you please put some of my favorite DVD on the bed of my bedroom?"
"Plan to watch a movie with baby?" Dorota asked with curiosity.
Blair smiled. "She needs to get to know who Audrey is. She needs to start at an early age!"
"Yes, and be like mommy!" Dorota said and smiled at the baby in Blair's arms.
"Where's her daddy anyway?" she asked casually. She was glad Dorota usually left at 6pm, she had no idea she and Chuck had had a fight about her not letting him help her. If she had overheard she was sure right now she would complain about how much Chuck was wrong or right and that they had to talk not to compromise their wedding already.
Dorota shrugged. "Mr Chuck just told me to say work called him and he is all day out."
"All day out?" she raised both eyebrows. This meant she was argument-free for a few hours, but she was also kept far from trying to let Chuck understand she was doing her job and he shouldn't interfere.
"He said something about Empire want to open hotel in Los Angeles... but can't remember." She shook her head trying to find the conversation in her memories.
Blair frowned but decided to keep her reaction to herself. "Too bad he's gonna miss movie moments with the baby." She rolled her eyes in annoyance. "Go find Sabrina. Now!"
One hour later Blair was sitting in the center of the big bedroom bed with Alexandra sitting on her lap. The baby was having her afternoon feeding, and she looked so hungry while the movie was on that Blair looked at her with surprise. She let the baby feed on both breasts nonetheless they hurt when she was done. It looked as if the baby had took away part of her chest, she was too tiny to have teeth but her small mouth was already so eager to suck her mother's milk.
"Look at him. She doesn't understand he's just deceiving her. He's not gonna come on that ship to sail to France with her. Audrey's characters are great dreamers. It doesn't took much to dream, doesn't it?" she asked at the baby that looked far from sleepy. She still hadn't burped.
"Even if in the end dreams don't turn out to be true. You'll need to dream a lot, and dream big. You need to believe you're going to be someone great because that's how you can achieve something. I hope you do it for me. And well, your father. Where is your father, perhaps? He's working? He's eating?" she looked at the clock and realized it was almost 5pm. He wasn't surely eating. It was too late for lunch, she thought.
"What if he doesn't come back? What if, Lexie?" she asked and looked at the TV this time. She closed her eyes and put the baby on her shoulder so she could put her head there. "He just doesn't get me... he doesn't get I want to look after you because that's what I'm entitled to do as your mother. Your grandma, well... she barely did that for me. I don't want to repeat the same mistakes, you know." The baby burped as a response and Blair couldn't help but look at her with a smile. "Guess you agree" she kissed the baby's head.
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Blair thought their war was going too far when Chuck came back home around midnight the day after they had argued, and slept again in the guest room. She got he had arrived from the sound of the elevator's bell, she had supposed it was the baby that had woken up, but this time she was mistaking. She had waited awake for a few minutes for him to go upstairs and open the bedroom's door and get in. Remove his tie, then his shirt and his pants to change into one of his favorite silk pajamas that she would feel brushing against her bare legs.
But he never did that.
She felt his shoes on the carpet but the direction was always opposite. She had hoped he would do that only for another day and then come back, but she couldn't hope much. She had literally told him that nurse the baby and do everything that the baby needed was her job, and that he couldn't help at all. Did she still think that? Probably.
The morning of the day after he had come back late from work Blair had thought she would see him for breakfast or lunch at least. It still was his house, he couldn't avoid her and the baby for too long despite the penthouse was pretty big.
She came downstairs in her silk robe around 7am after she had slept for two hours because the baby had fallen asleep again at 4am, and she was super hungry. The baby hadn't let her eat dinner the day before because she kept crying and crying after she had had her evening feed, and Blair hadn't had the chance to do anything to calm her down. She had been very worried the baby could have had a colic, but she realized she only had lost the pacifier.
The food was already put on the dining room table when Blair got there, her morning maids were usually punctual when it came to serve food. She got in the room but she realized it was empty. This made her feel uneasy and she felt the urge to touch her neck as if she was about to suffocate. He wasn't there or perhaps he had already left.
She called one of the morning maids to ask, and she informed Blair that he had told her not to prepare anything for him because he would eat at the bar of his hotel... Great.
Blair had smiled awkwardly and got back in her room to recover more sleep, but she wasn't able to. She kept thinking about Chuck and how much she was missing him in bed, and talk to
him. They hadn't been talking for almost two days. She was starting to feel depressed.
Around dinner time she deluded herself again by hoping he would be there.
Chuck failed to come again, she decided then to nurse the baby for her evening feeding so that she would fall asleep and she could take a shower, and then go to bed.
She did as planned and this time she woke up directly when the baby started crying. It was earlier than she thought, a quarter past 2am. She wondered why the baby had woken up early, but she couldn't complain. The baby wasn't a robot.
She lazily got off bed and reached the nursery. It was dark, she turned on the lights and the baby kept crying more. For some weird reason she noticed she wasn't under the covers like she had put her to bed earlier, and her pacifier wasn't on her onesie. She had a flash about that difference, but she didn't want to fool herself too much into thinking it could be true.
"Keep calm, mommy is here" she said as she picked the baby up and prepared herself to nurse. "I wonder why you babies eat this much. I would so love to eat all this milk and never get fat. Think how cool it would be, not having to worry about your shape..." she yawned.
The baby was faster that night. She didn't seem exactly eager to eat like the night before, she was probably upset or something. Her father hadn't seen her in two days. She wondered if perhaps Alexandra missed him, then she asked herself how could she. She barely let him touch her. The baby probably didn't even know her father's smell.
She shook her head and sighed, then she started crying.
She looked at the calendar less than a week later.
It was almost the end of the month and she realized how they had been married for four weeks already that Sunday, and Serena hadn't made things easier for her.
"Hadn't thought you and my step brother have been married for a month now!" Serena had told her happily.
Blair was flipping through a magazine with disinterest. "Yeah."
"Why that tone? You don't seem happy. I know he's a pain, but are you tired of him already?"
She raised an eyebrow and looked at her best friend with a blank face.
"Has he gave you some gift, then? If so, I wanna see."
Blair thought Serena could be a bit confused that day. "It's something you can't see, S. You would be disgusted by his taste. It involves shackles and lace."
Serena made an ewww face already. "Then no, please don't let me know. I want to preserve my ears from Chuck's dirty games. Either way, guess you'll have fun. Is he being a good dad?"
"Why everyone is asking me this?"
The blonde raised an eyebrow. "Is he not?"
"He's doing the father the best he can. I can assure you" she answered with small excitement.
Serena nodded and looked over at the baby sleeping in her crib. She was about to answer Blair back, but the girls were interrupted by a knock on the door. Blair felt like she missed a heartbeat again, but it wasn't him unfortunately.
"Do I disturb?"
"No, Lily. Come in" Blair stood up from the couch and approached her mother-in-law. "It's good to see you here. Did you come for Alexandra?"
Lily smiled. "Actually, for both her and my own daughter" she laughed. "She promised me an afternoon of shopping, but she told me she needed to pass here before we could go to Saks. I decided it was time to see my granddaughter again, that's why I decided to come."
Blair smiled widely. "The baby is sleeping, let's be silent." She warned Lily as she got closer to the crib to look at the baby.
"She's bigger than when I saw her one week ago, or I'm wrong? She looks good."
"The baby eats a lot. I love that's she's always hungry, but hate that I can't feel my chest afterwards."
Lily giggled at Blair's confession. "I know sweetie, I know. Nurse your baby can be tiring, but you'll get used to it. If you need something to apply on your chest you can call your gyno. I'm sure she'll know what works to lessen the pain, and that isn't bad for the baby if you apply it daily when you're still giving her your milk."
"I will call her later... thanks."
Serena's phone buzzed at that point, and she excused herself. She didn't want the baby to wake and Blair get mad.
When they were left alone, Lily looked around the room. She looked amused.
"This room... wow. I love the shades of lilac on the walls and the furniture. The baby already has her adult bed, and also a desk and a shelf full of books. Bet Charles decided the color."
Blair faked a smile. "Yeah, he did. You know how he is obsessed with purple."
"Yes, I know well." She nodded and kept looking around until she sat down on the bed. "I've been meaning to ask... is everything okay? Are there any problems with Chuck and the baby?"
Blair frowned. "What do you mean?"
Lily bit her lip. "Charles has stayed much at our building these last five days. He said he needed a place to work that wasn't full of cryings and calm, where he could do his projects. I didn't ask more and I let him stay as much as he wanted."
Now she got why he never ate at their penthouse.
"The first two days I thought it was okay, but then when he kept coming I felt like he did because he didn't want to stay at home." She continued. "I know Chuck isn't my blood son, but I do know him. I know that if he avoids going somewhere is because something happened and he doesn't want to face that person. I just hope... he's not having any problems bonding with the baby. You know how hard it was for him to find a connection with Bart only shortly before he died. I don't want him to feel the same towards his baby, and I guess so do you."
Blair's mouth fell open. She never realized the Bart thing. How Chuck had struggled years and years to get closer to his father and feel connected to him, feel they were more than just blood-related. Feel that they were a family. She wasn't sure but if Chuck wouldn't pass time with Alexandra it could happen the same. She could feel neglected, and Blair didn't want this.
"Chuck is an amazing father." She answered trying to be convincing.
Lily frowned. "Is he? Does he change the baby's diapers? Does he wake up at night? Does he hold her and tries to bond with her?"
"Like I said, he's an amazing father" she repeated, but Lily seemed skeptic.
She sighed. "Blair, please. Let him do the father as much as he can. Don't put any stop to him wanting to be the baby's father. Is gonna help bonding with the baby and you have a balance in your life. Or you want him to become like Bart? As much as I loved him, we both know he didn't know how to be a father as much as I didn't know how to be a mother at that time."
Blair kept looking at Lily and bit her lip. She had been so thoughtless.
They stayed in silence until Serena got in the room again and broke it.
"What is this atmosphere?"
Blair pretended to shush her. "Don't scream or Alexandra will wake up."
Serena nodded. "Yes, yes. Now I should go... I mean, we should go. Dan called me and we're going to have a date tonight, I need a new dress."
"Yeah, better if we go. I don't want to wake the princess sleeping" Lily said and stood up.
"I'll see you in the morning, B. Say hi to Chuck for me" she kissed her cheek and walked out.
Lily approached her really closer and also gave her a kiss on her cheek.
"Don't forget our conversation... please. Give a kiss to Chuck and Alexandra from me."
Blair would have really wanted to give a kiss to Chuck from Lily, if she had actually seen him.
It was a week so far, and Chuck had avoided her like plague. Something told her wasn't avoiding the baby on the other hand.
She had heard noises from the nursery several times, but she didn't care to check if he was there. Despite the fact that she missed him, she wasn't ready for a face off in the middle of the night, but she knew they had to have a confrontation.
She thought he still went to check on the baby around 2am, right before she would wake.
She decided then to wait in the baby's room. She lied down on the adult bed after midnight. She knew he still hadn't come back home, but this didn't worry her because Lily had confessed Chuck usually came to their house. At least this discouraged the idea that he might have been whoring around with some skunk, even if he wasn't that type of guy anymore.
As she imagined, the door slightly opened after 1am. She felt quiet steps on the carpet and saw Chuck's figure against the window. She knew that he couldn't see her there unless he turned the lights on, things she was sure he wouldn't do.
She heard him talking.
"How are you today, baby? Still hungry, I see. You like my finger, don't you?" he giggled. "I hope you like me too even if I can't give you milk. I mean, what a relief I can't. I wouldn't let a kid suck my nipple this early. They would denounce me!" He laughed softly. "Anyway, how's going with your mom? She's still obsessed with you?" he sighed.
Blair bit her lip as she listened. That was amusing.
"I guess so. That's why daddy has to visit in the middle of the night. Mommy is K.O. and so daddy can have you a little bit without being disturbed. This sucks, doesn't it. You'd agree if you could talk. You could actually tell your mother you also need to be with your father because your father needs you a lot. You're the very first member of my family after your mother, if only you could understand."
She kept listening.
"If only she would understand. She is a superwoman, but she isn't a superhero. She also has the right to sleep, don't you think? But you can't let her. Hey, I'm not blaming you! It's just you're so tiny and so difficult to take care of. I wonder how she does it." She felt another sigh. "I feel so helpless sometimes. As if I can't do anything at all for you. But then I come here in the middle of the night and you suck my finger, and I'm joyful inside. Ah, it's already too late. Daddy's got to finish a project for his hotel, you know. And mommy is going to wake up early so is better if I go. I hope you wait for me with eagerness like I do."
She saw him standing up and kiss the baby's head. Oh, the joys of spying in the dark of the room. The scene made her melt, she had to admit.
Chuck put the baby back in her crib and left the room. Once she was sure he was far enough not to hear her steps, she got up from the bed and looked at the crib. Alexandra was awake and sucking on her pacifier, really calm. She picked her up and cradled her for starters, then decided to take advantage of the good mood of the baby and nurse her. She hoped that by doing so the baby would fall asleep again in less time and she could have an early night.
The day after was Saturday. That would be the second Saturday without Chuck, and this stressed Blair so much because the day after would be Sunday, and that day was usually family day.
She wondered if she could do something for that. She was feeling weak not calling him or looking for him or even just texting him. Why did they reach that point? It's not that they'd never spent few days not talking to each other because of an argument, but now that they had a baby and were married was slightly different. They had some responsibilities, and they couldn't ignore them or let somebody else handle those for them.
She decided then to play on the fact that Chuck usually visited the baby at night.
After she had dinner, she purposely took the baby with her in the bedroom, to let her sleep next to her in the crib. She knew Chuck could go in the nursery and see the baby wasn't there and go back to his guest room, but he could also decide to take a look at the baby in the bedroom where she would be.
She fell asleep at around 9pm and hoped to wake up if Chuck would come. She decided it was time for them to talk or sort of, they couldn't go on like that anymore. She knew the major fault of this situation was her dedication to Alexandra, but he was also to blame for being a coward who looked detached from his wife because of this dedication she had.
She wasn't sure the trick worked until she heard the door open. She jolted silently, she knew it was him but it could probably be anyone, so she didn't open her eyes until she saw him next to the crib.
She looked at Chuck with half an eye open. He still had his suit on, but his hair looked disheveled.
He picked the baby up, but didn't say anything. He just caressed her back and kissed her cheek before putting her back in her crib. He didn't look behind him where Blair was sleeping few paces from. He just sighed and then turned to leave.
Blair felt her decision pushing her to talk. She couldn't miss that chance. She turned in the bed and murmured something.
"Don't go."
Chuck stopped in his tracks, but didn't turn. He was clearly waiting for Blair to say more.
"I know I've been acting like a fool obsessing over the baby, but haven't you understood why I did it? You should know how hard it is. Not having a mother who cares for you. I don't want my daughter to grow up that way, with her parents barely paying attention to her. I want Alexandra to have the best, and if it means take care of her 24/7, then I should get used to it."
"That's it?" he asked, his voice was husky.
Blair bit her lip and held on tight on the covers. She had to have the strength to say it. "I miss you here, in this bed. Next to me. Next to the baby. She needs you... as much as I need you. Please, come back here. Let's start over and pretend she's born yesterday. Let's be a family."
Silence fell on the room as Chuck seemed thinking about Blair's words. There wasn't too much to think, though. She had said the magic word, and he could resist to his desires no longer.
"Will you let me...?" he simply said, and Blair knew what he meant. He needed to know that she would let him help her.
She sighed "Alexandra is our daughter. She needs us both."
She impatiently waited for him to say something, but he didn't talk. He just stood there, probably elaborating ideas in his mind. He usually took all the time he needed to figure out things, he wanted to choose well and wanted to forgive only if he thought his heart told him it was what he truly wanted. He wouldn't ever do something he wasn't sure to do. He decided to turn and face her after a while. She had been looking at his back for the whole time, her heart was pounding fast in her chest waiting for his answer.
Chuck wasn't a man of many words, he just kicked off his shoes and undid his tie, then slowly got rid of all of his clothes until he remained with just his boxers on. He slowly walked to the bed, she could feel his eagerness. Despite the few light of the moon beaming on him, she could tell he was smirking. He got on the bed and crawled under the covers next to her, so she put her head back on her pillow and turned to look at him.
He passed a hand on her cheek and put a strand of hair behind her ear. She shivered in response and closed her eyes as if something was inebriating her body. Perhaps, the sexual desire. He moved closer to her and kissed her forehead, to move quickly on her mouth. They hadn't been touching each other for over a week, Blair felt as if she was about to die for the pleasure she was feeling just with a passionate kiss. She felt something in her stomach, as if she was hungry, and of course she was. He was too.
Chuck put his hand behind her back in a hug, while he tried to stimulate her. Blair didn't need to be stimulated much, though. What she was feeling in her inner thigh was indescribable, it could only compare with the burning flames of a fire that if not controlled, could create great and irreparable damages.
She felt him closer as he moved in the bed. He was still hugging her, and her head was placed in the crook of his arm, her cheek was touching his chest. She could smell his cologne from there, still fresh and flattering. She had been missing it for long. Since Alexandra was born they hadn't had the chance to sleep together in that sense. She had needed sex so much during the last trimester of the pregnancy because she had been too horny. Now that the baby was born she wasn't that horny anymore, but it didn't mean she was done wanting Chuck.
The intercourse of the night before had been comforting and relieving. It had soothed some of the sadness she had been feeling those days without him. She definitely needed more of those moments in the future. She hoped she wouldn't be too stubborn next time and let Chuck do what he wanted with the baby and help her. She had to get Alexandra wasn't her exclusive property.
She yawned and considering how Chuck had moved next to her, she had made him shiver. He yawned too after a minute, and Blair looked up to see him rubbing his eye. He smiled when he saw her. "Good morning" he said as he kissed her hair. "What time is it?"
Blair checked the clock on the nightstand to realize it was past 9am. "Wow, that's... late. Did Alexandra wake up? Did you calm her down?" she asked, not fully realizing that perhaps Chuck could had taken care of the baby already, and she was probably too much tired to wake.
"I didn't. I guess the baby just slept normally."
"It must be because both her parents where here -" she started to say with a coquettish tone, but Chuck's phone rang before she could add anything more. She waited for him to finish the call. The phone wasn't far from her and she could hear what the other person was saying, but unfortunately Chuck had sat down and put the phone away from Blair's ear reach. Only words she could figure were hotel, Los Angeles, flight. Dorota had told her about this project of his, but she knew none about it, the details. When he hung up, Blair looked questioningly at him, but he just got off bed and headed for the bathroom. Blair jumped off bed too to ask for an explanation. Before he could enter the room, he turned confused.
"What?"
"Are you planning to build a hotel in Los Angeles? That's awesome!" she asked with curiosity.
Chuck bit his lip and frowned. "Tomorrow. I need to fly there to check on the place first."
"And you're gonna do it today, on a Sunday? You're not gonna pass this day with us?"
He sighed. He knew what she meant. "The flight is 6 hours long. I can't leave tomorrow."
Blair didn't know what to say, so she answered stubbornly. "You are a great husband and a great father." She clapped her hands. "Enjoy your flight" she said coldly as she turned to leave. "Don't worry for me and your daughter. We spent a week without you, we will survive."
She got back in the bedroom and felt the urge to break something. No, she still didn't think Chuck could help her taking care of Alexandra ever.
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I just hope the end of this chapter isn't too abrupt. I wanted to end with a cliffhanger in this chapter too because I want this fic to also have a bit of angst. You know is not CB without angst... I just hope this chapter wasn't boring because of the small interaction between CB. Well, got things planned for next chapters. I'll update soon! X
