"Is Charlotte asleep already?" She asked as she moved to rest on her knees atop the duvet when she watched her husband walk into their master bedroom. Thirty minutes earlier, she was just finishing feeding Charlotte when she noticed Chuck's presence and decided to hand their daughter over to him.
She knew how hard it was for him to leave both of them every morning to go to work and she could only imagine how difficult it was for him to concentrate in his board meetings when his mind was elsewhere. Tonight just like any other night – after Charlotte was finished eating – Blair put Charlotte in Chuck's arms and watched silently as they bonded. She laughed just as silently as Charlotte cooed at her father while he tickled her.
"Like the sweet angel that she definitely is," He smiled. "She fell asleep fifteen minutes ago, but I couldn't tear myself away from the nursery,"
"I don't blame you. She really is beautiful," She marveled before she looked over to her left where the pictures from their family portrait, which were done by the best photographer in New York, were framed.
"Of course she is," He told her as he continued to walk over to where she was.
"Can you believe that she will be four months old tomorrow?" She wondered as her arms wrapped around his neck.
"Already?" He asked with a small chuckle. "It seems like she was just born yesterday,"
"I know. Are we doing anything special for this monument?" She asked him and it caused him to smirk.
His wife knew him so well.
"Have you been speaking to my assistant or have you been sneaking in my office when I'm in my meetings?" He laughed.
"No. I just know you," She told him as she shrugged her shoulders.
"You sure do," He said before he cupped her cheeks and leaned in to kiss her. Their kisses were soft and slow, but they both could feel the passion transpiring between them. There was no real destination with their kisses. They were both enjoying the peace and quiet with each other. That was until they both heard the phone in the living room begin to ring.
"Who could be calling at this late of an hour?" She wondered breathlessly.
"I have no idea," He said just before he briefly kissed her cheek. "I'm going to answer it before it wakes up Charlotte,"
She smiled as she watched him leave the bedroom and walked into the living room. Even if Charlotte was deep in her sleep he was always worried about her well-being. He was the most devoted father she had ever seen on the Upper East Side.
She quickly walked to the nursery to check if the mysterious phone call did indeed wake up Charlotte and when she saw that their daughter was sleeping very peacefully she walked to the living room where Chuck was still talking on the phone.
As she walked to sit on the love seat she tried to concentrate and listen to the person on the other line of the phone call, but her attempt failed so she leaned her head on the back of the cushion and waited for him to end the late night call.
"Who was on the phone?" She asked him when she felt his strong hands on her shoulders and started to massage them.
"Hudson," He informed her as he continued to massage her shoulders. "He said he was going over the numbers for the new deal and they're not exactly matching up. He needs me to come to the office so we can figure this out before the meeting we have this weekend with the new investors,"
"You have to leave?" She asked sadly as she pouted in disappointment; ever since he left for work that morning she spent the whole day planning a romantic night with her husband. Everything about tonight seemed to work in her favor; Chuck had come home early from work with no paperwork to complete and Charlotte fell asleep much earlier than she normally did. Everything was working in her favor until the mysterious late night call.
"I'm sorry, love," He apologized as he moved from behind the love seat to kneel down in front of her. "I wish I didn't have to," He told her. It was true that he had no idea about Blair's plans for the night, but he had the same thoughts churning in his mind. He was hoping to have some quiet time with his wife.
He suddenly felt a firm grip on the collar of his shirt before he felt her soft lips on his. She felt his hands move to her cheeks and she placed her own hands over his as she kissed him with the most desire she could muster.
"What was that for?" He asked as his lips turned upward into a smile.
"To remind you what is waiting for you back home. Hurry home, Bass," She told him and in reply he pecked her lips once more before he stood up from his spot on the floor and outstretched his hand to her for her to take.
"Do you need me to do anything before I leave? Like put Breakfast at Tiffany's on?" He wondered as they walked to the elevator.
"No," She assured him as she caressed his palm. "I'm just going to check on Charlotte before I go to bed,"
"Okay, but if you need me . . .," He started to say.
"Just call. I know," She told him as she smiled brightly.
"Sweet dreams, Beautiful," He whispered to her before they kissed once more. He walked towards the elevator with his briefcase in hand and after he pressed the button to take him to the lobby he watched as Blair blew him a kiss just before the metal doors closed.
The moment the elevator doors closed and Blair didn't see Chuck anymore she ran over to the phone he was just using to talk to Hudson and dialed an number.
"Thanks for the favor. He just left and he should be on his way in a few minutes," She told the person on the other line as she smiled in victory before she ended the call. Her plan had worked.
"Hi, Princess," Blair greeted her daughter ten minutes later when she walked up to her crib and noticed she was wide awake. Charlotte cooed back in response and Blair couldn't help but smile at her.
"Did you sleep good?" She asked sweetly as she lifted Charlotte out of her crib and into her arms before Charlotte gurgled in response.
"That good, huh?" She laughed before she walked out of the nursery. As she continued walking in the living room she continued to talk to her daughter.
"Here's the plan, Princess," Blair started to say when she sat down on the couch. "Mommy called one of Daddy's co-workers to distract him with an emergency. While Daddy's at the office you and Mommy are going to make his favorite dessert to show him how much we both love him and how great of a Daddy he is. But first, it's time for you to eat,"
Blair hummed a lullaby as she looked down to Charlotte and gazed at the peaceful expression on her face. It had been nearly four months since she was born and sometimes, especially in moments like these, she couldn't believe that she was hers and Chuck's. She couldn't believe that they were going to the ones that dropped her off at school every morning, they were going to be the ones to hear what her first words would be and the ones who would witness her first steps, they would be the ones to take her to Central Park so she could feed the ducks at the pond, and they were always going to be the ones who would be there for her through all the good times and the bad.
As she moved Charlotte so she could rest her head against her shoulder she smiled as she thought about the life she was very fortunate to have. When she was five years old Serena would come over after school and as they played with their collection of Barbie dolls Blair thought about the future and what it would be like to have her own family: a husband that she loved unconditionally and the children they would be blessed with.
She remembered on that same exact day when she heard the elevator ding and her father walked off of it and she watched him as he continued to walk to the living room where her, Serena, and Eleanor were. She smiled widely as she watched the warm greeting he gave her mother and she couldn't wait until the day where her own husband would come home from a long day of work and for him to look at her the way her father was currently looking at her mother.
Ten years later she thought back to that day as she sat in the same living room and watched as her father left not only her mother, but also her as he walked into the elevator. That day was the day she realized that happy marriages didn't exist on the Upper East Side and that made her even more saddened than she already was. Losing a parent and having your dreams crushed was not what Blair Waldorf expected that morning when she woke up.
Now eleven years later her and her father were closer than ever, despite him still living overseas, she had a husband who she knew would do anything for her, she had a daughter that she had always wanted, and she knew for certain that happy marriages did exist on the Upper East Side. To say Blair Waldorf, now Blair Bass, was happy would be an understatement.
She was pulled out of her reverie when she heard her daughter cooing at her to get her attention.
"Are you ready to make Daddy's dessert?" She asked and Charlotte gurgled in response as Blair moved her so Charlotte was standing on Blair's legs.
"There's one thing we should always remember when making any type of dessert, especially for the ones we love like we love Daddy. When I was younger and Aunt Dorota and I would bake together she always told me that the secret ingredient to making the best desserts is to bake with love. Do you think we have enough love for Daddy to make the best dessert he has ever tasted?" She wondered playfully.
In response Charlotte bounced up and down as she cooed and Blair took that as her answer.
Yes.
Chuck stood in the elevator as it lifted him to his and Blair's penthouse and he was aggravated. He had arrived at Bass Industries only to find out that Hudson mis-calculated the numbers and that they were just fine.
He walked off of the elevator and into the penthouse and his sour mood disappeared as he caught a glance of the tiles that were decorated with a combination of white and red rose petals. He tentatively followed the path of petals, unsure of what was waiting for him, although he was pretty sure if it were a surprise from Blair he would love it. He continued his walk to the living room slowly as he took in the scene in front of him. For the first time since he arrived back to the penthouse he realized that the light source wasn't coming from the chandelier, but it was coming from a dozen or more lit candles.
Yes, it was definitely Blair.
The couches, love seats, and tables that were previously in the center of the living room were pushed to one side of the room, which left the middle of the room where he was standing and where Blair and Charlotte were sitting very spacious and open.
He smiled widely as he watched the two interact with each other and when Charlotte felt his presence he smiled even wider as she cooed at him. He quickly moved to the pair where they were sitting on what seemed to be Blair's version of a picnic. They were sitting on a blanket, which had a checkered pattern, that would be more than spacious enough for the three of them and there was a brown, wooden basket.
"What is all of this?" He asked Blair as he sat down next to his two favorite women that were a huge part of his life.
"Charlotte and I wanted to surprise you when you would least expect it," She told him before she noticed that Charlotte was reaching for Chuck and she handed her over to him. Her heart melted when she saw Charlotte lay her head in the crook of Chuck's neck and placed her hand on the knot of his bowtie.
"The call from Hudson was a setup, wasn't it?" He asked as he came to the realization.
"I plead the fifth," She replied with a smirk as she moved to rest her head on his opposite shoulder and talked to Charlotte, while she played with her small fingers.
Moments later she looked up to Chuck and saw that he looked very content and she couldn't blame him. A quiet night with just Charlotte and Chuck was the closest thing to her own personal heaven.
"Is your surprise a quiet evening with you and Charlotte?" He wondered as he wrapped his free arm around her shoulders.
"Would you be disappointed if it was?" She asked as she looked up to him.
"Quite the contrary, actually. A quiet night with my wife and our daughter sounds magnificent," He told her as he hugged her closer to his body.
"There's more," She mysteriously hinted as he handed Charlotte to Blair since she was reaching out for her mother. Once Charlotte was in Blair's arms she lifted her up in the air so their eyes were level. "Do you think Daddy's ready for our surprise?"
"We'll take that as a yes," He smirked as Charlotte cooed. He quietly watched as Blair sat Charlotte down by the wooden basket and directed both her and Charlotte's hands into the basket before they pulled out a chocolate dessert and placed it in front of him. It was a two tier chocolate cake with brown frosting with the words 'To: The Best Daddy in the World. Love: Charlotte Bass' written in light purple frosting.
"What do you think?" Blair asked softly once he was holding Charlotte and she rested her head comfortably on his broad shoulder.
"I think that we're never going to eat this cake," He chuckled as a single tear trailed down his face. He lifted his eyes from the cake to Blair as he watched her scoot back to him before she wiped the tear off his cheek.
"Thank you," He said in a grateful tone as she caressed his cheek.
"It wasn't my idea," She smiled before she started to tickle Charlotte. Once Blair stopped tickling her Chuck lifted Charlotte off of his shoulder and lifted her into the air like Blair did only moments ago.
"Thank you, Princess. I do love you and one day I hope you understand the extent of my love for you," Chuck told his daughter, which caused Charlotte to coo happily as she clapped her hands together and both parents ended up laughing before they all laid down on the blanket as they enjoyed their quiet, family moment.
"Chuck," Blair called out his name softly, moments later, as she un-buttoned his dress shirt and played with his chest hairs.
"Yes, love," He replied just as softly as to be careful not to wake up their sleeping beauty.
"You're an amazing father and an amazing husband and I didn't think it was possible but I find myself falling further in love with you every day. Even more so when I see you with Charlotte and when I see how you interact with her it makes my heart swell with joy. She's so lucky to have you as her father,"
"It's very possible," He assured her. "Because every day when I wake up by your side I fall in love with you all over again. I'm so lucky to have you as my wife and to have you and Charlotte. I love you and Charlotte more than anyone in this world,"
"I love you, too and if she had a voice to tell you she would tell you that she loves you," She told him before they both looked to the sleeping baby girl that was resting on Chuck's chest. "Do you think we should put her in her crib where she's most likely to be more comfortable?"
"We probably should," He agreed before Blair lifted her head off of his chest and he stood up from her picnic setup. "Are you coming with?" He asked as he outstretched his hand towards her.
Blair instantly grabbed his hand and kissed it softly before lacing their fingers together. "You should know that I have a surprise of my own for you after we put Charlotte to bed," She informed him as they started their short walk to Charlotte's nursery.
"I can't wait," He smirked.
"You do know that this is highly dangerous, right?" He asked his wife who was currently receiving a piggyback ride from her husband and when he was about twenty feet away from their master bedroom she decided to cover his eyes with her hands.
"Live a little," She teased him, which was followed by a small laugh.
"I hope you're not leading me towards a long staircase where I will plummet to my death," He joked.
"I wouldn't," She told him in a serious tone. "Just trust me,"
"I do trust you," he reassured her. "I trust you with my life,"
"You say the sweetest things to me," She said with a huge smile.
"Only if they are the truth,"
"Just so you know I trust you too," She told him before she nibbled on his earlobe. "Now, move a couple of inches to the left until you feel the doorknob and turn it to open the door before you continue walking straight," She instructed.
"This must be one hell of a surprise,"
"It's not a huge gesture like you tend to spoil me with, but it is something I think you'll enjoy,"
"I know I will because it's a surprise from my beautiful, gorgeous, sexy wife," He told her and in response she kissed the back of his neck.
"Okay, stop," She instructed again once they were only feet away from their bed. She removed her hands away from his eyes before she put her feet back on the ground.
Chuck opened his eyes and once they got used to being able to see again he took the sight in front of him in. One of the breakfast trays he would always use to bring Blair breakfast in bed was placed in the middle of their duvet with another type of dessert, two small glasses were on the bedside table along with a bottle of his favorite scotch, and the fireplace was roaring with flames just the way she knew he liked it to be at night. He loved everything about her surprise, in fact it was exactly what he was planning for her before he got called for the pseudo emergency at Bass, but his most favorite part of her surprise had to be those eight words she decorated onto his dessert that he would cherish.
"You are spoiling me tonight," He told her as his arms wrapped around her torso before he pulled her gently so she was standing in front of him.
"You're always spoiling me. I figured it was my time to return the favor," She replied as she leaned back further into his embrace.
"So I'm the best husband?" He asked when he smirked into the crook of her neck as he referred to the words his cake was decorated with.
To: The Best Husband in the World
Love, Blair Bass
"You are," She said after she turned around in his embrace and put her hands on his cheeks. "You have been since the day I made a promise to you in front of everyone that I would love you for the rest of my life," She told him before she kissed him and while they continued to kiss he pulled her body even closer to his.
"I love you more than you know," He told her in a whisper.
"Oh, I know," She said confidently as a smile graced her lips. "We love just the same; we love each other with the same intensity," She smiled once again before a smirk, which reminded him of his own signature smirk, appeared on her face.
"What are you thinking about, love?" He asked her as she turned away from him and looked at the dessert.
"It's been a while since we've feasted off of each other," She told him as her arms started to massage his shoulders.
"I like where your mind is. Tell me more," He requested as they both walked to the bed. They were both careful of the breakfast tray as he sat down on the edge of the bed and she stood in between his legs. Blair leaned over to the cake and wiped frosting off the cake and onto her finger before she spread it on his neck.
"I think I really like where this is going," He told her as she licked the frosting off his neck.
"What do you say to a night of you and I, naked in bed, drinking scotch and having dessert?" She asked him before she sensually kissed him.
"I do have a sweet tooth," He smiled as he felt her hands on his chest before she pushed his back on the bed, while she kissed him roughly.
"Tonight is all about you and I. It has almost been 13 months since we've conceived Charlotte and that deserves to be celebrated,"
"It definitely does," He agreed.
"And tomorrow will be all about you, Charlotte, and I as we spend the day together with the plans you have for this monumental day," She told him as she looked at him with her puppy eyes that would have Chuck caving in on telling her his plans for the next day.
"Which will stay a secret until tomorrow," He assured her as he instantly noticed what she was trying to attempt. "You won't be able to get it out of me,"
"I'm sure I can find a way," She smirked before her lips met his. As they continued to kiss and the passion was building with such an intensity they both heard Charlotte cry out and they immediately froze against each other.
"Do you still have that sweet tooth?" She asked him.
"Not really. I want to go see my Princess,"
"Me too," She instantly agreed as she stood up and grabbed his hand to pull him up with her before they walked to the nursery hand in hand.
"We are totally going to be the type of parents that are way too overprotective over their children. You know that, right?" He told her as they walked up to Charlotte's crib.
"Definitely," She agreed. "Especially when she's older and even more when she's in high school and when she starts to date. I read somewhere that daughters tend to fall for the boys that have a familiar characteristic with their father and I'm sure you can remember what type of guy you were back in high school," She smirked.
"Don't tell me that," He said with a hint of horror before he picked up Charlotte to distract him from his thoughts. "You are never to ride in a limo with any type of boy," He told his daughter as he nodded his head and Charlotte mimicked his gesture.
"Don't listen to Daddy," Blair told Charlotte in a soft voice. "You never know if you'll be meeting the love of your life in that limo," She said before she looked at her husband and they smiled at each other.
"Come here," Chuck said softly before he lifted his free hand to her cheek and kissed her softly.
"I love you," He declared as he caressed her cheek.
"I love you too," She told him as she continued to gaze at him. It wasn't until Charlotte cooed that they tore their gazes away from each other and turned their attention to their daughter as she smiled and cooed happily.
