Chapter 21
A few days later, Chuck came home with the news that his grandmother was coming for a visit, all the way from England, because she had a meeting with some of her businessman in New York. Blair was surprised that Chuck even had a grandmother, but he admitted that he did although he hadn't seen her in ages.
"Chuck I hope your grandmother doesn't expect to stay here because she'll probably think the place is a mess, and I don't know if Dorota can clean it up fast enough." Blair admitted.
"Well yes, I suppose she'll no doubt have something to say about our townhouse. She always had something to say back when I visited her at one of her ex-husbands' mansions." Chuck admitted.
"Is your grandmother anything like Serena's grandma Cece? She certainly always has commentary to add to situations." Blair admitted.
"Yes, that and more. Grandma Alexis is a force unto herself, that is for certain. You'll just have to see for yourself." Chuck slyly teased.
"When is she planning to arrive? I know we definitely need to get the house in shape for her arrival, and she'll probably expect a party or some sort of gathering in her honor, so I'll have to inform the caterers. Chuck, hon, is the ballroom at the Palace available?" Blair asked as she mentally started to plan a gathering for Chuck's grandmother.
"Already taken care of, to a degree. I've aligned to have Alexis stay in the presidential suite at the Palace, which will hopefully be suitable enough for her tastes. There is also a library meeting room available tomorrow evening, which will hopefully meet with her standards and your's. It is the same room you attempted to host that brunch for me, if you remember. Anyway, she's supposed to arrive tomorrow at noon, so we'll have to meet her at the heli-pad then." Chuck explained to Blair.
"Oh yes, the infamous brunch, where you said some things I'd rather not remember. Anyway, hopefully this party for your grandmother goes better for us than that brunch did." Blair sighed.
"Yes I agree. And about that brunch, I wasn't myself...I am still sorry about that incident." Chuck sighed a bit remorsefully as he looked slightly ashamed and tried to give her a hug.
"I forgive you, Chuck...although I still think it wasn't one of your finest moments, that's for sure." Blair added trying in vain to rebuff his advances, as his hug turned into a kiss on her neck. "But that is a start in the right direction." she laughed.
Dorota then called them into dinner just then, disrupting their momentary interlude. Still they didn't mind because they knew they could continue later, after dinner.
The next day, Chuck only checked in at his office briefly, so Blair followed him along, and waited until he was finished. Then they took the limo to the heli-pad, where they waited until a helicopter bearing Chuck's grandmother arrived. When the helicopter did arrive, a small entourage of people disembarked, which included Chuck's grandmother.
The woman who arrived was different than Serena's grandma Cece, more petite and about a decade older, but the graying brunette was still just as posh and had a commanding, regal air about her. She was wearing a stylish businesswoman's ensamble in black and white, and even wore an interesting hat on her head. The woman breezed her way across the concourse, making comments about her flight, the food, and a variety of other things, until she stopped in front of Chuck and greeted him with a few air kisses and a brief embrace.
"Charles its good to see you again. I see you've grown since I last saw you, such a handsome young man you are now. No longer the boy I remember, but I can still imagine that you can get yourself into your own share of trouble at times. Nevertheless, who is this we have here?" Alexis exclaimed as she turned to Blair.
"Grandmother, Alexis, this is my wife, Blair. We married earlier this year. Blair, meet my grandmother..." Chuck said as he introduced his grandmother to Blair and vice versa.
"Grandmother its so nice to meet you..." Blair began, but Alexis soon interrupted her.
"Blair is it? You may call me Alexis, because I've always found the term 'grandmother' to be quite ageist...although I see now that you and Charles are about to make me a great-grandmother! Oh the thought of that! Never the matter, so Blair what do you do with yourself? Do you have a career or assist your husband with his company? Or are you an Upper East Side housewife?" Alexis asked as she stared at Blair.
"Well right now, I'm honestly rather taking it easy until the baby is born, but after that I plan on enrolling at Columbia University to study pre-law, but I'm still undetermined if that is the route I want to take or not." Blair admitted.
"That sounds like a good plan, but as you I'm certain, know, one's plans can change. I don't blame you though if you want to take some time to relax before your baby is born. After that however, I would suggest that you perhaps assist your husband with his business, Bass Industries. As I fully know, men are susceptible to all of the vices available, so often it takes a strong woman to be in command. Are you the strong woman I believe you to be, Blair?" Alexis declared, as she commandeered the limo and seamlessly had them in it and on their way to the Palace Hotel, with seemingly little acknowledgment from Chuck.
"Of course I am a strong woman! I've worked with social clubs, was nearly the valedictorian of my class...if it hadn't been for that Dan Humphreys and Nelly Yuki interfering with my plan. I've also helped Chuck through a number of personal issues, which I'd rather not go into right now, and he has helped me, so suffice it to say that I am a strong woman." Blair declared.
"And a bit of a bitch, I can see too. Ha ha, but no matter because that is what I like to see in other women because you definitely have to be one to swim with the sharks of the business world...or the Bass as it may be." Alexis said bemused.
"So Chuck is it now? Ah and I can still remember when you were Little Bass, and I had to save you from Crystal and her insults. Well, Chuck, you've certainly gotten yourself quite the wife. A woman after my own heart, which is excellent to see. She will be an asset to you in the future, mark my words. It reminds me of the time when I had to take the helm of Colby Co., after my latest husband passed on. A yes, those were the days..." Alexis sighed as she regaled them with stories about briefly running Colby Co. and various other issues with her sorted family members.
"Your stories about Colby Co. are interesting, Alexis, but what was that story you started about "Little Bass" and who's Crystal?" Blair asked.
"Crystal? Ah don't mention her name in my presence! Crystal has always been my archenemy, ever since she walked into Carrington Mansion as a stenographer, with her cheap plastic suitcase, and never left after she stole my husband, Blake Carrington! Oh the fights I had with that glamazon, I don't relish to remember!" Alexis spitefully admitted.
"Alexis, weren't you already estranged from Blake by the time Crystal came along, or have the stories I've been told, not true?" Chuck asked.
"Well, that may have been so...but I will always think of Blake Carrington as my husband...no matter how many years ago it was...Anyway, as far as "Little Bass", that was what we called Chuck when he was a little boy. I would take him along when I visited Carrington Mansion and my other grandchildren there. Once with he was playing in his cousin's ride on car, driving it through the hall, I caught Crystal physically and verbally berrating the poor lad, so I told Crystal to unhand that child, and I sent him on his way while I gave her a piece of my mind. I told Blake about it, but he never believed me." Alexis went on.
She continued with her tales, until they arrived at the Palace Hotel, where they disembarked and Alexis requested the key to the presidential suite. When Chuck and Blair noticed how easily she breezed through everything, they suddenly asked her how she knew she would be staying in the presidential suite at the Place, to which she replied that Chuck's father had always had her stay at the presidential suite at the Palace whenever she stayed in New York, so she just did what came natural.
They spent a bit more time with Alexis, until she said that she had the meeting she'd come to New York to attend, so they agreed to reconvene at seven o'clock in the room they'd designated for the small reception dinner and cocktail party they planned for her that evening. So the rest of the day, passed quickly enough for them all as Chuck and Blair went shopping a bit and out for a quick bite to eat, before returning home.
That afternoon, they got dressed for the cocktail party and headed over to the hotel, where the party was being held. Most everyone from the older generation of their upper crust society was there, smoozing and conversing in their usual snobbish manner. Chuck's grandmother was the center of attention, as she often preferred to be, making snappish comments and suggestions about how she thought business should be run, reflecting on past business deals and past loves.
When Lily and Rufus walked into the room, Alexis suddenly recognized her and made a beeline straight towards her. "Lily Rhodes it is a surprise to see you here, especially since the last time I saw you, you were stealing my son from Sammy Jo! I see some things never change. Is this yet another new man?" Alexis exclaimed cattily.
"Hello Alexis, its been quite a while since I last saw you as well. How's Dex, or who is it you're with now?" Lily answered.
"Dex? Ha ha ha, I haven't seen him in years! Probably not since soon after the last time I saw you! No, currently I'm between lovers because unfortunately todays men aren't what they used to be. None of the class that used to be so inbred in men of our station, as you should know. So who is your new man, Lily? He doesn't appear to be quite up to...snuff. Why actually come to think of it, you were the last one married to my former son-in-law, Bart Bass!" Alexis laughed as she replied.
"Yes, I was married to Bart for about six months or so, until his untimely death last December. Since then, I've remarried, this time to Rufus Humphreys." Lily replied.
"Rufus Humphreys? Why does that name sound familiar? Anyway you're quite swift, Lily, one husband barely cold in the ground, and you've already taken another. Obviously you are the head of Bass Industries, or lead shareholder in the least?" Alexis inquired.
"I had been, right after Bart's death, but since Chuck...Charles reached his majority or at least the age of 18, I gave him control of the company." Lily replied.
"Oh you did, did you? Yes that is correct, and in accordance to what my grandson and his wife told me. Although I have confidence in my grandson's ability to lead, he is still young and prone to failure. Thus, that being said, it was never a smart move to hand over the reigns of a multi-billion dollar real estate and hotel business to the hands of a mere child and his child-bride who's with child, as we speak. You had all of that power in your hands and you just gave it up, like that? I always knew you weren't good enough for my son! You blonds are all alike!" Alexis cackled.
"Alexis, some women aren't the power hungry bitches that you apparently are. What I choose to do with my life is my business, not yours'. Anyway, wasn't he your step-son, not your full biological son? Why would you care so much?" Lily replied.
"I take care of my own, and anyway I claimed him because I was not going to let Crystal take over in the role of grandmother to any of his children." Alexis exclaimed.
"Ah so now we found the real crux of the matter, the real reason for your prejudice against blonds and so forth. You're still angry at Crystal for stealing your man!" Lily exclaimed.
"Blake Carrington was my ticket to the lifestyle at the time. So I was only married to him for a short while, and he was my third husband, but still I loved him to a degree. Of course I was insanely jealous when he married that blond glamazon, after we'd been separated for less than a year! Then everyone loved Blake & Crystal, they even had a stupid perfume made in their honor, and I was seemingly pushed out of the picture...but a good bitch never goes down without a fight." Alexis exclaimed, her British accent lilting high.
"Alexis you take the words right out of my mouth." Lily replied, almost laughing at the tenacity of Alexis' declarations.
"As I should. By the way, Lily, is your mother or father here? I have always loved a good verbal sparring match with them as well." Alexis haughtily admitted as she scanned the room.
"My mother may be here, but unfortunately my father passed away several years ago." Lily admitted.
"He passed away? That is unfortunate indeed, although that is what CeCe gets for marrying a record producer as she did. And your father, although good looking, was no Phil Spector, let me tell you." Alexis admitted.
"Wasn't Phil Spector and domineering little basstard who was too "overprotective" of his wife Veronica/Ronnie that he made her life a living hell? Then there's the Lana Clarkson incident more recently. Perhaps that is a good thing that my father was no Phil Spector." Lily gasped.
"Well yes, I suppose so. Still you don't know Phil, like I knew him. We were lovers when he was just a green lad right out of school, and I wasn't much older. He was a great lover and a fabulous record producer, although he did have a peculiar fascination with firearms, I agree. Why he chose Veronica for his muse over me, I will never know!" Alexis declared.
"Phil Spector was your lover? You never cease to amaze me, Alexis." Lily exclaimed in shock.
"Yes as I should. Well it was charming speaking to you again Lily Rhodes, but I have a party to host, so ta ta..." Alexis exclaimed as she sauntered off to chat up an older gentleman who caught her eye.
Blair had overheard the conversation between Chuck's grandmother, Alexis, and Lily, and found the whole thing hilarious...and strangely she could sympathize with some of what Alexis had told Lily about her life. After hearing about some of Alexis' foibles, Blair suddenly became concerned about the state of her own relationship and marriage to Chuck, so when she saw her husband talking to one of the younger society matrons, a woman in her mid-thirties, she suddenly saw red and stalked over to the two of them and interrupted their conversation.
"Ah cozy conversation we're having here, aren't we Chuck...and Tanya Van Dreesen why I haven't seen you around since those rumors about you your husband's stockbroker surfaced a few months ago...so how is Jay Senecal these days?" Blair laughed.
"Why I never!" Tanya gasped.
"Uh Blair, maybe we need to go..." Chuck exclaimed.
"Oh yeah Tanya, I bet your husband would love to hear those stories about you and that guy who secretly runs an adult entertainment site? Oh I bet he'd love to see how you dance the lambada!" Blair piped up.
"Okay that's enough, Blair, let's go." Chuck said as he pulled her out of the party and into another room.
"Blair what are you doing? What's gotten into you?" Chuck gasped.
"Oh that party was a drag! The only interesting person there is your grandmother, but she was too busy to talk to me, so I decided to liven things up a bit. Especially when I saw you talking to that blond bitch over there. That 'Tanya', just the two-faced blond glamazon who is the exact type of woman your grandmother loves to hate. So if she hates her, so should I." Blair declared.
"You want to take after Alexis? I must admit that she is a bitch du jour, and pretty cool sometimes...but still she's rather a bitter old woman and cold as ice. She's had too many men treat her less than well. Do you really want to be that way?" Chuck admitted.
"Perhaps I already am that way, and this is just my real character shining through?" Blair coyly admitted.
"This isn't you. Of course I love it when you're catty, but you don't have to ostracize yourself. Anyway, trying to change your character isn't the way to do it, believe me because I tried." Chuck admitted.
"Oh yeah, I remember that, the little incident on the roof. Well do you want to go up there and I can show everyone how bitchy I can be." Blair laughed.
"That's enough Blair, that's not the real you because I know you better than I know myself." Chuck growled, grabbing her arm.
"Oh you think you do? You think you can see the real me? The scared little girl that I am, deep down in my very core? You think you can see into my core, although I know you'd like to." Blair said as she pushed him against the door and locked it.
"Remember when I danced for you at Victrola? Remember our wedding night in May? That's the Blair right here...the one with no hang ups or compulsions...the little bitch in heat that you love to get with." Blair cooed as she grabbed his hands and placed them on her hips so that he could caress her bottom.
She stared into his eyes as he stared straight at her, his eyes following her, his pupils dilating, as he attempted to control his quickening breath that harkened his aroused state, behind pursed lips. Blair stared and smiled seductively at him as she said "Oh don't fight it Chuck, let yourself go. You want me just as much as I want you, perhaps even more. " Blair laughed and bit her lip as she took his mouth in a kiss.
He broke the kiss and asked "How did you know?"
To which Blair answered "I know you better than you know yourself. Your eyes alone tell me you want me to get in your pants, but your breathing confirms it. I love it that I can still arouse you and leave you panting for me, despite the baby. Ooh I just want you to fuck me Chuck like I know you want to!" She then leaned forward and began to frantically french kiss him.
"Why...I don't want to hurt you.." Chuck sighed with a gasp.
"Why? Because you're Chuck Bass and you're my husband and my horn dog, while I'm your little bitch in heat. Oh I want you bad its driving me mad!" Blair moaned as she began rubbing his body through his suit, unbuttoning his pants.
Blair heard Chuck gasp, laugh, then breathlessly whisper "Ha ha, Fine Blair, I'll have sex with you, but oh we have to do it quickly. Let's see how sturdy the table is or perhaps a chair."
"Thank you Chuck. I'll grab a chair." Blair gasped as she grabbed a chair and Chuck got them into a position he wanted to try, and so they did.
Afterward, Chuck and Blair held each other and tried to regain their composure as they readied themselves to resume their attendance at the party. Chuck nonchalantly whispered in her ear "So what did you think about that Blair? I hope you didn't mind something a little different...I just thought I'd prove to you that there are many ways to get to the same...spot as you say."
"Yes you definitely proved that, dear...hmm...and you were very satisfactory...maybe we can try something later...but right now I think I feel a headache coming on..." Blair laughed back at him as she straightened out her skirt.
"Ah yes, there you go with your excuses again..." Chuck winked back at her, while they walked back to the party that was just starting to dissipate. He then went on to ask "You are okay though? I hope. That helped you a bit, didn't it?"
"Yes it helped some, and thank you for helping me, but I don't know if sex is always the cure for every ill, Chuck. Still though it did help some." Blair admitted, as they stood on the edge of the room, scanning the remaining party goers left.
"We don't have to stay here if you don't want to. This party was more for my grandmother and her friends, than you or I. We don't have to continue keeping up appearances here." Chuck whispered as he began to rub the small of her back.
"Oh that feels good...argh I don't know, would your grandmother mind if we're not here?" Blair moaned as she leaned her shoulders against her husband, as Chuck continued to massage the small of her back with a few fingers.
Suddenly he reached into his pocket, pulled out a key, and pressed it into her hand as he whispered "You're getting tired. Here take the key to my suite, our suite now, and go upstairs and rest. Order something from room service and I'll be up in a while."
"Really? That does sound good, Chuck. Maybe I should go upstairs for a nap, although it's crazy to fall asleep already because it's barely nine thirty. Tell you grandmother that I hope she has a good evening and I'll talk to her later." Blair yawned as she exchanged a quick kiss from Chuck, left the room to go up to the suite.
After Blair had left, Chuck ambled over to where his grandmother was standing conversing with a few other people closer to her age. Before Chuck could interrupt, Alexis noticed him and suddenly exclaimed "Ah there you are Charles, I'd wondered what had become of you and your little wife, Blair. Someone thought you two were off having sex in a cupboard somewhere, and I'd said 'Good for them, because they're young and full of young sexual energy yet. Might as well keep the spark going right from the beginning, I'd say!' So anyway Chuck, where is your wife? Does she think that she's too good for us?" Alexis replied in good humor, with a snide twist at the end.
"Blair grew tired of the party, so I sent her upstairs to my suite to rest." Chuck replied.
"Rest? But it is not even ten o'clock, and the poor child is flagging already? Tsk tsk, the night is still young!" Alexis exclaimed.
"That may be so, but Blair is pregnant, Alexis and she needed her rest, if you don't mind the absence of her presence.." Chuck exclaimed slightly perturbed.
"Oh yes I'd forgotten about that. Well I suppose the little woman needs her rest, so that grandchild of mine can be born strong and beautiful. And yes, for your sake, Charles, I do hope that all goes well...especially considering your mother..." Alexis commented, her voice becoming a bit remorseful in the end.
"Yes, exactly. That's why I wanted to let Blair have her rest, if she needs it. Well, if you don't need me any more, I think I'll be leaving." Chuck commented as he started to leave.
"Wait a minute, Charles. I wanted you to speak to some of my business associates here to make a few new connections. I'll go speak to your wife, Charles, while you stay here." Alexis admitted as she bid the men adieu and walked out of the room.
While Chuck smoozed with the businessmen that his grandmother suggested, Alexis rode the elevator up to the th floor where Chuck's suite of rooms was located at, walked to the door and knocked on it, while she waited for Blair.
Blair was inside the rooms, wearing a robe as she padded around the suite's bathroom, readying to take a bath,when she heard a knock on the door. She walked over to the door, peeked through the keyhole, noticed it was Chuck's grandmother, so she opened the door and yawned as she greeted the woman.
"Hello Alexis, come on in. Did you need something or do you have issues with your suite? I'll call Chuck and see what we can do, if you're having issues..."
"The suite of rooms is fine, Blair. I came to check up on you to see how you are faring. Is your pregnancy progressing on schedule? Are you following your doctor's orders on smoke and alcohol consumption? Hopefully Charles is allowing you plenty of rest during your day." Alexis commented a she took a seat on a couch in the living room area of the suite, as Blair sat in a wingback chair.
"Yes ma'am, I try. I don't intentionally smoke and try to avoid it as much as possible, although with some of the places Chuck takes me to, it's rather difficult to avoid it. As far as alcohol, I haven't touched a drop officially since I knew I was pregnant. Still though sometimes I do miss a good chardonnay..." Blair sighed whistfully.
"Ah yes the American presumption of total abstinence from alcohol. Whether that presumption is entirely correct, I do not know. However I do know that in Britain it is different. Why don't I pour you a Guinness, though. It will help settle your stomach." Alexis said as she sauntered over to the bar and poured her about three inches of it into a pint glass from the bar's tap.
"Are you sure about this Alexis? I haven't had Guinness since even before I was pregnant, even though Chuck keeps it on tap here." Blair gasped and laughed as Alexis handed her the glass.
"Oh you have mostly foam, but back where I was raised, my gran recommended it for pregnant mums from time to time, to keep the baby hale and hearty. Whether or not that's true, is left up to conjecture, but still it is an enjoyable indulgence to partake in on occasion though. Only on occasion." Alexis said as winked at Blair and drank a bit of wine that she'd poured herself.
Alexis then went on "Chuck keeps Guinness on tap, hmm? Well I should have known, since he is at least one quarter Irish, as far as I know...I'm not sure about his father though?"
"Yes, I'm not sure about Bart's ethnic background either." Blair replied.
"Bart? Oh yes Bart. Blair, you're his wife now, and although young, I hope I can trust you with a secret about Charles which even he may not know. I can trust you can't I?" Alexis asked.
"Yes of course. I always love juicy secrets!" Blair gasped in delight.
"Well this secret is about Charles' mother, Audrey. Where do I begin? Ah yes, back in the late 1960s, after my relationship with Phil Spector and my marriage to my first husband were over, I met and married a man by the last name of Horne. After a year we had a daughter together, and named her Audrey, and were married for almost five years, until he wanted to start a new business venture after buying a resort hotel in rural Washington state. I wasn't having any of it, and I'd also just met Blake Carrington, so I and Mr. Horne parted ways, and he took major custody of Audrey moving her to his resort hotel in a little town along Pearl Lake, called Twin Peaks.
Anyway, despite being separated by distance and class, Audrey and I still exchanged letters a she was growing up through the 1970s and 80s. Apparently she took after me when it came to a vixen tease reputation in school, just like myself at that age. Some of the last letters she wrote told about how she fancied this FBI man named Dale Cooper, but he wasn't having her. Then she mentioned about shifting her affections to another, slightly younger man, named Jack Wheeler, but only a few months later she was suddenly married to Bart Bass, in an arrangement my ex husband had made with Bart when he was selling the resort hotel. That was in approximately 1990.
The next time I saw Audrey in early 1991, Bart had moved them both to New York, and Audrey mentioned how her marriage really wasn't exactly as she'd expected it to be, but she thought part of it was her fault because of what she'd done just before she met Bart. Audrey then told me a story, which reveals the secret. Apparently only a few weeks before she had met and married Bart Bass, Audrey had asked Jack Wheeler to deflower her in the back of his private jet, after which he flew on a business/mission trip to Brazil, and she never heard from him again. Audrey then told me that she was almost certain that Jack was the father of her baby, not Bart. She then gave me a photograph of what Jack looked like, which I just so happen to have here." Alexis paused as she withdrew a snapshot from her purse and handed it to Blair.
Blair carefully held the photograph and was surprised that the young man in the photograph did look slightly more like Chuck than Bart had, especially with the dark brunette hair, dark eyebrows, and wide grin. Blair started to feel a bit nervous as she realized the imprecations if this rumor was true. It would mean that Chuck was not really a Bass, and thus could not have inherited Bass Industries as he had after Bart's demise.
"So Blair, what do you think? Could Charles possibly be the son of this Jack Wheeler person? I investigated into the whereabouts of Jack Wheeler, but couldn't find any information about him after approximately 1998. They said that his plane may have crashed in South America somewhere and he wasn't heard from again." Alexis admitted.
"Really? That sounds terrible! I do have a question though, which is, how exactly did your daughter, Audrey, pass away?" Blair asked Alexis, a bit nervous.
"Well, according to Bart, she died in childbirth, which is terrible indeed, but sounds very Dickensian though. I did some investigating on my own at the time, because I found the concept a bit difficult to believe, given the level modern medicine had reached in 1991. My results were inconclusive, but I do believe that my daughter was alive after Charles' birth, partially because I have yet to find her grave, if you can believe it." Alexis admitted.
"Really? Well then that sort of coincides with what I'd once heard someone say about Chuck's mother. According to that person, Chuck first gave the Dickensian story about how his mother died in childbirth, so that was why Bart was the way he was. However, later on Chuck claimed his mother died in a plane crash in Brazil or something." Blair admitted.
"Really? That sounds very interesting, especially in light of what I learned about Jack Wheeler. This does seem to beg further investigation indeed. Thank you for your insight, Blair." Alexis said.
"You're welcome, Alexis." Blair said.
"Yes, and another thing too. I heard about your conversation with Chuck, and let me tell you that although I admire your desire to be a woman of the same caliber as myself in the 'Queen of the Bs' department, I think you should stick with who you really are. If you don't know exactly who you are , then find out, rather than being a carbon copy or a poor imitation of someone else. You've got to be yourself, you can't be no one else. I mean this with the utmost flattery and gratitude." Alexis commented.
"Well, thanks for the advice, Alexis, but even before I met you I was already 'Queen B' of Constance Billiard, my high school, so I suppose I already was a bit like you to begin with." Blair admitted.
"Oh really? Well then obviously the men in my family do have similar tastes in women? It is an interesting observation indeed." Alexis mused, then added "Well I've got to go now, Blair, because I have to get ready to leave tomorrow to go to Spain, for business...and a bit of pleasure as well. Marco Beardsley gave me an offer to travel with him on a joint business venture and I felt it was pertinent to take him up on his offer." Alexis declared.
"Oh really? Marco gave you an offer you couldn't refuse?" Blair laughed.
"Something like that." Alexis said with a sly smile, then added after a knock was heard at the door, "I believe my grandson has arrived so that he can be with you again. Take care Blair, and get some rest." Alexis replied as she rose from her seat and left the suite.
As Alexis left, Chuck walked in and asked Blair how she was doing and how her conversation with Alexis went, as he began removing his coat and tie. Blair replied that it went well and that his grandmother, Alexis, really was quite the woman and actually could be a bit nicer than she'd initially thought.
Chuck laughed under his breath, then asked Blair if she'd taken her bath yet, to which she admitted she hadn't. Chuck then slyly grinned and asked if she wouldn't mind a bathing partner, to which Blair replied that she wouldn't mind at all. They then walked together to the bathroom, where they filled the tub with water, undressed, and sank into the tub together to relax.
They sat spooned in the tub together, where Chuck playfully helped her wash up, and she helped him. They both loved the feel of just relaxing together in the tub, and their bodies pressed against each other in an intimate but casual manner. Blair just loved the feel of Chuck's arms around her, while Chuck loved the feeling he got from holding Blair and being fortunate enough to be the one to be able to do that. The fact that her current pregnant state was all because of him, rocked his world indeed. It made him not only extremely proud, but also a bit scared, although he was reluctant to admit that to anyone else, even Blair.
Blair grabbed his hand then and moved it to the top part of the mound that her stomach had become and said "Do you feel that, right there, that's the baby kicking or moving around. Oh its such a miracle, don't you think?"
"Yes, a miracle, just like you." Chuck said as he nuzzled his nose against her cheek and kissed her neck.
"Thank you dear...mm, you always make me feel better and help me to relax. And I'm sure you have other ways of relaxing in mind, am I right?"
"Don't I always?" Chuck whispered bemused as he lowered his hand downward to touch her.
"Hmmm...even though I love how you touch me, I don't know if I have the stamina to go all out...so maybe we can just hold each other in bed, if that's fine with you?" Blair sighed.
"Yes I'll consent to that, as long as we can touch each other as well." Chuck teased her.
"Of course Chuck, what do you think that I'm a total prude." Blair laughed.
Eventually they both climbed out of the tub, and Chuck put on a pair of pajamas and gave one for Blair to wear, as they went to relax on their bed for cuddles, caresses and eventual sleep. They soon fell asleep spooned against each other, with his face buried against her neck.
The next morning Blair woke up still in a similar position, with Chuck curled around her. Even though he was still asleep, his mind must be having quite the dream that his body was reacting. Blair thought that she could help him a bit, so she rolled over until she faced him and slipped her hands under his pajamas, one to touch and cradle him from the front, and one to run her fingers across his rear where she loved to make his skin twitch.
"Hmm...Blair you are here...Did you want to?" Chuck growled with his early morning voice which was also tinged with desire.
"No not quite, though I'll help you in this way at least." Blair purred as she continued to caress her husband.
Chuck growled as he pulled her close and buried his face against her neck and shoulder as he let Blair touch him.
He then touched Blair a bit too in a similar manner, and she responded similarly as well. When they were both sated a bit, they chatted about their upcoming day and their plans for it. They also discussed how they should have a Holloween Party in a few weeks, to which Blair suggested a masked ball, and Chuck wholeheartedly agreed, saying that he definitely wouldn't need clues to find her. Blair laughed about that, remembering the last masked ball and the results from that.
Blair then said "Well Chuck I hope that this masked ball gives us more satisfying results than the one from two years ago, at least for me."
"Ha ha! Yes, and if I get stuck up on the roof again with no clothes, you're getting stuck up there with me." Chuck teased.
"Is the cabana still up there?" Blair asked.
"Yes...I believe so..." Chuck replied.
"Good! Hmm...maybe I will get stuck up on the roof with you after all!" Blair saucily teased as they continued to cuddle in each others arms.
Suddenly, Chuck groaned and said that he had to get going with his day, so he rolled out of the bed, whistling as he swaggered to the bathroom.
"Oh Chuck, you're something else! I love how you swagger like Liam Gallagher..." Blair laughed.
"What'd you say, Blair? Hey Blair have you seen my bodywash? Ow, what the #$%^&?" Chuck yelled letting a string of profanities after bumping his shoulder on the cupboard door.
"...and you apparently swear like him too! Chuck are you okay in there? I think there's another bottle of your bodywash shampoo in the cabinet in the corner, under the window." Blair exclaimed, as she climbed out of bed to see if Chuck needed any help.
"Oh now you tell me! Oh hi Blair, do you know that the cabinet door under the sink has a trick hinge or something because it hit me on the shoulder, right here." Chuck said as he showed Blair his shoulder, which she examined.
"Aw I think you'll live, hon, no battle scars...oh wait a minute I think I see a little bitty bruise starting to form right here...Mmmma! There I kissed it and made it all better!" Blair laughed as she gave a quick peck on his shoulder.
"Ha, thanks....So do you want to join me?" Chuck asked as he stared at her in that saucy seductive manner of his.
"Well, as tempting as that sounds, I think I'll pass for now. I think I wait out here instead." Blair laughed as she walked over to area of the bathroom where the toilet was.
"Hey your loss! Anyway, what was it you said to me as I was walking in here? I didn't quite get it." Chuck said as he stripped down and stepped into the shower.
"Oh just that I love how you swagger, like Liam Gallagher." Blair laughed from the toilet area.
"Ha ha quite the comparison! So I swagger when I walk?" Chuck laughed.
"Yeah, when you're in a good mood. But I like it because its unique to you and makes me laugh." Blair laughed.
"Really? I make you laugh?" Chuck teased.
"Yeah, but in a good way. When you're in a good mood, you're funny to me, you swagger, you make up silly tunes you think no one hears, you tease me when we kiss, you're just cool. " Blair commented as she went over to the sink to wash her hands, then sit on the counter, from where she could see a vague outline of Chuck through the shower door.
Suddenly Blair heard something like water pouring down the drain, and asked "Chuck, what was that? You didn't have a bottle of water or something in there with you?"
"No...sorry Blair, but I had to go." Chuck laughed.
"Ew, gross Chuck! You pee in the shower?" Blair gasped in disgust.
"Sometimes. Anyway you were on the toilet and I had to go, so..." Chuck commented as he started the shower spray.
"Yeah, but it' still disgusting! I hope it washes all away with your shower! Another thing to add to the list of disgusting things you do." Blair moaned in disgust.
"What'd you say Blair? I didn't quite hear you..." Chuck yelled.
"Nevermind... Anyway, what are your big plans for the day?" Blair replied, loud enough flr him to hear.
"Well this morning at ten I have a meeting with some investors that Alexis recommended, and if all of that goes well, we might be able to recoup some of the losses B.I. has taken in the past quarter." Chuck said over the shower spray.
"That's good. So how's your business plan coming along in reinvesting money in some other assets? You know I could help you if you need it." Blair asked.
"What'd you say?" Chuck asked from the shower
"I just asked about your business plan." Blair yelled.
"Which one? You can maybe look over my proposal to buy into a quarter of Erickson Beaman stock." Chuck replied.
"You're buying into Erickson Beaman? That's great!" Blair gasped.
"Yes! I thought you'd like it. Now I can get you almost anything you want from their private collections, before anyone else, and at a discount." Chuck laughed.
"Ah brilliant idea." Blair laughed.
"Thank you, Blair." Chuck laughed.
"Any other investment strategies or other corporate take overs you have in mind?" Blair asked as she heard Chuck finish with his shower.
"Well actually yes and they are something that I think would interest you too, especially with the fact that your mother was a fashion designer. Have you ever heard of the Bass Clothing company?" Chuck asked as he wiped himself off with a towel and donned a robe.
"Yes, I believe so. They cater to the suburban sportswear crowd, I believe. Do you own that too?" Blair asked in surprise.
"Yes, I was glancing at the outline of Bass Industries and apparently, Bass Clothing is a subsidiary company. So if you ever want to get anything from there, just flash your American Expess black card, and you'll be able to get whatever you want." Chuck replied.
"Oh you mean the new credit card you gave me that says Blair C. Bass?" Blair asked with a laugh.
"That's the one. Flash them that card and you get carte blanche to anything in the store." Chuck replied, as he exited the bathroom.
"That's great Chuck, but what if the store isn't my style. I have very discriminating tastes, you should know." Blair reminded him.
"As I know all too well, but I'm not done yet, hear me out, first. Another question, what do you think of the Blair Clothing Company?" Chuck asked.
"Blair Company? Oh yeah I remember them now. It's fine, but my mother used to say that the clothing as too common, the quality could be improved, and the only lines they carried catered to working and middle class grandparents and little else. Why do you ask about that? Are you thinking about buying the company out?" Blair gasped.
"It's a strong consideration. Now, Blair, what was the name of your mother's company and the state its in? Remind me." Chuck said slyly as he dressed for his day.
"Elenore Waldorf Designs has been almost entirely defunct since my mother's death, although a few of her underlings are trying to keep it alive on a shoestring." Blair replied.
"Well, Blair, hear me out and you'll see the method for my madness. I have this idea, which is brilliant, but so far just a thought I've been kicking around. My idea is, what would you think if we combined all three companies? Then think about what you'd get." Chuck said with a sly grin as he waited a few seconds for Blair to catch on.
"Combine my mother's company, Elenore Waldorf Designs with the Bass Company and the Blair company? Why you'd get...Blair Waldorf Bass?! Very funny Chuck! Although I could see how the Blair Company and the Bass Company could benefit from some of my mother's designs...or now my mother's associates designs." Blair admitted teasingly.
"Well if it works out, that's my gift to you, happy birthday Blair." Chuck said with one of his trademark sly grins.
"Happy birthday? But my birthday isn't until next month, around the same time the baby is due." Blair admitted.
"Well its an early birthday present then. If the acquisitions gel, you my dear will be president of the 'Blair Waldorf Bass Clothing Company' or whatever you wish to name it." Chuck replied.
"What am I going to do with a clothing company? I'm not a designer?" Blair said sarcastically to Chuck.
"You don't have to be, as president of the company, you get to tell everyone what to do. I'm sure you'd like that." Chuck said with a grin.
"That's true, I'd get to be the boss. Hmm, I think 'd like the sound of that! Well thank you Chuck, how can I repay you?" Blair said as she jumped into his arms and gave him a hug.
"Well I can think of a few ways, but we'd be late for the business meeting. So instead my love, I think you should go take your shower and get ready to join me for the meeting. I'll be waiting for you, then we can go together to my office and work on the deal." Chuck said as he nuzzled his nose against hers in an effort to give her a quick kiss, which she responded to.
"I love you too, Chuck, and thank you. You're the greatest. I'll be out as quickly as possible." Blair said as she returned the tender moment, then broke awasy to go shower, while Chuck waited for Blair and check stock reports online.