I know it tpook a long time to update. . .I'm sorry. I was working on a new story, still mainly CB of course. You guys should check it out!
"B! You look great!" Serena squealing.
See, it's party time in the Upper East Side.
"You too!" Blair laughs. "So is Humphrey coming tonight?"
"Yeah, , where's your date?"
Blair sighs dramatically. "You know Chuck. Takes longer then me to get ready."
Serena grins. "Look behind you."
She furrows her brow and turns around to see Chuck, her Chuck, looking at her admiringly.
"Blair," he says with a smile. "You look. . .You look. . ."
"Amazing?" she finishes as he takes her into his arms. "So do you."
"Well, I do my best to keep up."
She smiles. "Nice try."
Chuck narrows his eyes, glancing around. "You know, we should check on Dorota. Now."
Serena frowns, confused. "Dorota?"
"I'm not in the mood," Blair whines. "Maybe after the party."
"Oh come on. . .I love Dorota," he says with a smirk. She rolls her eyes knowingly.
"Um, guys? Is there something going on here?"
"Well, if I had my way—"
"No, S. Chuck just really likes my maid," Blair says sardonically, elbowing Chuck.
"Seriously?"
Serena looks at them solemnly, and Blair shrugs a little.
"Fine. Dorota's just a substitute word."
"For. . .what?"
Chuck smirks. "For sex."
"Ew! Does Dorota know?"
They look at her calmly.
"What fun would that be?" he asks her.