I'm sorry it took so long. Hope it was worth the wait.

Blair made her way to the front of the school, she was curious as to what Chuck's definition of an instalment was, but didn't want to appear too eager - in case it was exactly what she thought it was – so she stopped and busied herself.

She quickly pulled out her phone and hit one on the speed dial. Dorota. She ordered her maid to start making preparations for a small gathering at the penthouse tomorrow night then quickly texted S, Penelope, Hazel and Nelly to request their presence at her soiree.

Snapping her phone shut she started to plot how she would get Nate there, Chuck, who she could see leaning against the limo in the distance, she did not think would be as hard a task. Blair wasn't exactly sure how she was going to bring the group back together, but there was no harm in trying and an adult-free environment with the alcohol flowing could only assist.

She strutted the rest of the way across the quad readying herself for whatever Chuck had to throw at her, as she reached the limo she raised an eyebrow questioningly of Chuck and folded her arms.

"Glad to see you could make it," Chuck purred as he opened the door for her.

"Wouldn't miss it," she quipped as she slid into the familiar surroundings.

Chuck slid into the limo behind her with a smug look on his face.

Blair hesitated then cautiously asked Chuck what his plans for the afternoon were.

Chuck thought about his wording before answering the question.

"Our plans, Waldorf are entirely dependent on you."

"ME?"

"Did I not speak clearly?"

"What are you talking about Chuck?"

"I mean obviously I plan on spending the afternoon with my girlfriend, but there are several options available for how we can spend this time together – I think we both know what the first option and my personal preference is, but I wouldn't want to upset your rules and well let's face seducing you is almost a game in itself so I am prepared to offer some alternatives as to how we will spend our time this afternoon."

"W- what," Blair stuttered out staring at him curiously.

"Option 2 is, well another great option and one that I think we both will enjoy but again I don't know if you will quite approve," he paused waiting for a reaction.

"Option two??"

"Mmm I thought we might like to spend the afternoon at Victrola, you could work on those dance moves I like so much that you seem to keep hidden for special occasions."

"I don't think so!"

"To be honest neither did I," Chuck finished abruptly.

"So third option; and the option I think you will actually approve of is..."

Blair's eyes were nearly pooping out of her head as he dragged the words out slowly

"And remember this is not my first choice by any means, but," he hesitated before continuing, "I have tickets to theMetropolitan Museum's Costume Institutegala next week and I thought if you would like to attend with me that maybe we could drop in on a friend of mine and organise for a dress to be made for you, perhaps get dinner after?"

Blair mouth dropped, did Chuck just ask her on an actual date she thought to herself, he did look rather pale.

"So we'll go with option one I take it?" Chuck continued after admiring the look of shock he had managed to get out of Blair.

"We will do no such thing Chuck Bass, it's only a week to the costume gala and," Blair was starting to panic would she have to time to pull off an amazing one of a kind dress.

He laughed.

"Relax Waldorf, I'm Chuck Bass if there was ever a name that could stop time I think it would be mine," he said cockily.

"And don't think I won't be getting a say in the style of dress you'll be wearing, if I'm paying for it I want to enjoy it."

"There's always a catch with you isn't there," she responded rolling her eyes in a dramatic display before grabbing her phone and texting Serena.

Chuck stared after her and couldn't help but admire the smile she had plastered on her face.

Blair finished texting Serena and quickly snapped her phone shut turning her attention back to Chuck. She couldn't help but admire him, even with a slightly (and unusually) dishelved appearance and a standard school uniform he still somehow managed to appear unbelievably sexy.

"Just so we are clear, this changes nothing, I'm still not having sex with you," Blair said reiterating her conditions of their faux dating, sexy or not, no mistakes were going to be made. If Chuck wanted to be with Blair he had to be committed and this was her ultimate test – to make him commit to her without sex, with her or anyone else for that matter.

Chuck smirked.

"Just so we are clear, you are not having sex with me yet, but you will."

"Unlikely Bass."

"Would you care to make a wager on that?"

"No," She said abruptly.

"Why? Because you know you will lose?"

"No because I'm not a two year old Chuck."

"It's inevitable Waldorf - it not a question of if but when and I'm willing to wager it will be a lot sooner than you think."

"It won't happen."

"But it will Blair, seducing you has proved to be quite a fun and challenging past time, I've come to think of myself as being rather good at it. You don't give me nearly enough credit, but I do and by the end of this month you will be in my bed."

"I will not," Blair's voice was rising.

"Will see," Chuck paused before adding, " If you sleep with me before the end of the month you owe me a private dance at Victrola - if you can restrain yourself I'll stop chasing," he finished smoothly.

Blair was glowering because he had her; she could never step down from this wager it would be as good as jumping his bones right now.

"Fine, it seems that loosing is another past time you enjoy anyway."

Chuck laughed quietly to himself satisfied at the response he had drawn from her.

"Well we're here my darling girlfriend let's go pick you a dress."

Blair rolled her eyes for the second time that afternoon with such dramatic force it was almost like she was suffering a seizure, she forcefully grabbed the hand he held out for her, digging her nails in deep.

"By the way, sweetie," she said in sarcastic sing-song voice, "I'm having a small gathering at the penthouse tomorrow night, do you think my devoted boyfriend will be able to make an appearance."

Chuck looked back at her.

"I doubt he would miss it," he replied in an equally sarcastic voice grabbing her around the waist and pulling her into his side as they entered the Valentino store.