Author's Note: So... I am seriously considering turning this story M-rated... it would be my first time ever writing M-rated stuff and would like to know wether you would or wouldn't support this important decision. Every opinion will be taken into consideration.

Georgina had been pretending to listen to one of the men she was surrounded by while keeping an eye of the bar door all along. Not much later, Serena reappeared at the bar with a dreamy look on her pretty face. Georgina couldn't help curling her red-painted lips into a smirk as she saw the blonde sit beside her absentmindedly. Soon, Georgina was bored and insisted on leaving the bar already.

Serena could only nod at whatever her friend proposed; her mind was currently occupied replaying the memory of her first kiss. Her mind was foggy because of the alcohol she had drunk earlier and because thinking of Nate's mouth on hers made her feel butterflies on her stomach and very dizzy. Serena knew that Nate kissing her had been wrong, but since her thoughts were currently very vague, she could not remember the reason why. Georgina walked with her to the bed chamber they shared at the hotel and asked no questions about her obvious distracted attitude. Serena was very grateful for her friend's obvious disinterest in her affairs and thought one more time about the kiss she and Mr. Archibald had shared not an hour ago before she finally fell asleep with a smile of her face.

Blair had a restless night. She had finally given up trying to sleep after trying for almost four hours and just called Dorota to prepare her a chamomile tea while she sat near the fireplace in her bedroom. Next morning, as was expected, Blair was feeling very weak because of her sleepless night. As she had not been expecting any visitors nor had been planning to go out she curled up under her silky bed sheets and closed her eyes. Blair was startled when Dorota suddenly entered her room and announced that a young gentleman was here to see her and was currently sitting in the coffee room. She jumped out of bed and started pampering herself; she was ready in less than fifteen minutes. Her emotion at seeing Nate so soon had her overjoyed. She descended the staircase and walked towards her coffee room. There she saw the last man she ever expected to see: Charles Bass.

Chuck had woken early in the morning and decided he couldn't possibly keep avoiding civilization because of a woman. He showered and dressed in one of his finest suits. He decided it was the best time to visit and converse with her, to convince himself that she was just another woman and that she had no power over him or whatsoever. The best way to forget this nonsensical desire he felt for her was to help her get married to Nate as soon as possible, Chuck thought, once they were happily married, he couldn't possibly stand a chance at making her one of his many conquests; she would finally be utterly untouchable and it would be necessary for him to refrain. As his carriage approached her house he was secretly happy for his good timing, as he had just remembered that Nathaniel happened to be out of town for a few days. Blair's polish maid let him in and asked him to wait for her in the coffee room; he sat there for a while, pondering what exactly was he supposed to say and how would he behave to manage this whole situation. He heard a shuffling noise and turned his head at the door. His control slipped when he saw her: gorgeous in a lavender morning dress. Her dark curls neatly arranged and falling down her shoulders and a big smile adorning her beautiful face; a big smile that made her irresistible and that immediately melted off her face as soon as she recognized him.

- I suppose that perhaps you were expecting someone else Miss Waldorf – said Chuck as he chuckled a little and rose to approach her.

She remained standing at the doorway, not moving an inch and trying to control herself. She tried regaining the control after the initial shock his presence in her house caused her. In a short moment, she found her gloved hand being kissed by Chuck Bass and her eyes staring into the dark, seductive eyes that had been haunting her for months.

- Indeed I was. I was hoping your friend, Mr. Archibald, had arrived early from his trip to California – she said not minding that her comment might have been considered a little more than rude to her guest.

- I don't mean to cause you any discomfort Miss Waldorf. I am here with the sole purpose to converse with you.

- So please, Mr. Bass, should you want to join me for some tea?

Both of them sat down in the comfortable leather couch and Blair ordered Dorota to bring them some tea, cookies and cupcakes.

Serena woke up when a lot of sunlight hit her right in the eyes. She opened her eyes to find the strong light had momentarily blinded her and groaned as she registered the foul taste in her mouth and the pounding in her head. She looked to the side and saw Georgina in a similar situation on her bed.

- After a whole night's sleep I thought that maybe you two would be a little more rested… But perhaps I was wrong – said Lilly Van der Woodsen as she stood in the middle of the room, staring down at her daughter and friend and frowning deeply – Get up immediately, you need to get ready for the weeding and perhaps make amends for your reproachable behavior.

Lilly left a few maids to help Georgina and Serena tend to their hangover and get them ready for the wedding. As the maids washed and brushed her, Serena wondered what had happened last night because she couldn't recall a thing! She sure remembered going with the bar with Georgina, drinking a lot and flirting outrageously… but she couldn't remember anything else, she couldn't seem to remember why she felt as if she had done something terrible, something unforgiveable.

- So, Miss Waldorf, I understand my dearest and oldest friend is very fond of you – said Mr. Bass as he took a sip of his tea – I wonder if… perhaps, you reciprocate the feelings he so obviously has towards you.

- Of course I do! I cannot fathom any other reason why I should be seen in his company so constantly if I didn't return his feelings – answered Blair a little coldly.

- Perhaps because of his good looks, heritage, or fortune – replied Chuck quickly - In the past many young debutantes have chased after him because of those reasons.

- Shall I take this as an insult Mr. Bass? You barge into my house and demand to know whether my feelings for Mr. Archibald are true or if I am just pretending to be interested in him romantically because of the ulterior interest of benefiting myself with his money and heritage. I won't tolerate such disrespect! – exclaimed Blair.

- I pray you not to take the reason I came in such a dramatic way. I only desired to know whether you planned to be serious with this relationship, I understand you are quite the most admired lady in town, and I only wish to help you – said Chuck soothingly as he raised both his hands in a pacifying gesture – There's nothing I wish more that seeing my dear friend happily married to a loving wife and I am here to offer my help so the marriage is possible.

Blair looked at him with suspicion. She didn't believe he was there to help her get married to Nate without something that would benefit him. There must be some ulterior reason, Blair thought, after all Mr. Bass is known to be cunning and sly.

- May ask you Mr. Bass, what is in for you?

- Oh dearest Miss Waldorf, I only wish for the happiness of my friend.

Nate was sitting on the last row of benches in the church, expectantly waiting for a certain blonde beauty to make her appearance. When the church was almost full, he finally saw her and the sight took his breath away: she was wearing a long, light blue dress that made an exquisite contrast with her fair skin and golden hair. His eyes locked with hers as she entered the church and took her seat next to her mother.

As soon as he laid eyes on her, she felt a delicious sensation on the back of her neck. Their eyes locked for a moment as she took her seat and she suddenly remembered everything she couldn't remember from last night's events. Serena blushed deeply in embarrassment at the memory of her first kiss. She suddenly felt terrible, and this time she knew why: she had made out with her best friend's soon-to-be fiancé. Serena just wanted to die then and there; she had betrayed Blair, her dearest and oldest childhood friend.

- So, I advise you, Miss Waldorf, that when you finally meet Mr. William Vanderbilt, Nathaniel's grandfather, you mustn't play the quiet and obedient fiancé. You must, in fact behave like you have when this conversation first started – Chuck said knowingly while he smiled and Blair blushed recalling her imprudent and irritated behavior before – Mr. Vanderbilt approves of… feisty young ladies – he explained smirking – although I expect you to be wiser and know better than to cause a scandal in his presence.

Chuck then happened to look at the huge antique clock on the wall.

- It has been lovely conversing with you Miss Waldorf, but I am afraid I have other… issues I must tend to. I do hope there will be another chance for us to continue this conversation. – said Chuck as he stood up, took Blair's little and delicate gloved hand in his own and kissed it tenderly.

- Thank you Mr. Bass for all the helpful advice. I do hope next time we converse I will be happily married. – Blair said smiling up at his dark and handsome face while he kissed her hand – If you will, I will walk you to the door.

- I was rather hoping you would say that.

They walked to the huge mahogany entrance door and a servant quickly opened it for them, Chuck's carriage had been waiting for him all along.

On an impulse, Chuck bent down and kissed her rosy left cheek softly and whispered in her ear.

- Keep an eye on that blonde friend of yours.

He then walked towards his carriage and left Blair standing alone in her doorway, more than a little perplexed.

Serena sat alone with a glass of champagne on one of the white tables of the wedding's reception party. She was, once again, recurring to alcohol. She couldn't believe how thoughtless and impulsive she had been the night before to allow Mr. Archibald and her to… kiss. Several glasses of champagne later, Serena stood up a little unstable and walked shakily towards the beach, suddenly it had seemed like a good idea to go and refresh her sore feet on the humid shore. She left her constraining shoes on the sand and lifted her dress before running to the salty water. She giggled and seemed to forget all of her problems as she splashed around and ruined the hem of her dress, but she couldn't care less. She was slightly far from the party and doubted anyone would ever notice her absence since Georgina had a new conquest and her mother was in a private room, gossiping with some of her high society friends. Serena felt finally free.

Nate had wanted to approach her before but didn't when he noticed how miserable she looked; he sat by the bar, drinking and watching her. Soon, he noticed she had left the reception after drinking an alarming amount of alcohol. Concerned for her safety, he had started searching for her everywhere around the party. He had almost given up when he saw a blonde, slender figure splashing around on the shore. He smiled to himself as he followed her outside. She looked beautiful, bathed with the last rays of sun and already soaked with salty water. She didn't appear to notice his presence as he draw nearer and nearer to her playful figure. Unable to contain himself, he grabbed her gently by the shoulders and turned her around to face him.

One moment she was splashing around and laughing like a little girl, the next, a strong pair of arms pulled her into an embrace and she found herself staring into Nathaniel Archibald's blue eyes. She closed her eyes but something told her it was wrong, wrong, terribly wrong. She opened her lips slightly to protest and Nate used that as his chance to crash his mouth onto hers. Serena found herself surrendering under him and melting onto his warm touch. Suddenly, she felt her back hitting the warm sand and felt Nate placing himself on top of her. The passion of it all and the great amount of alcohol she had drunk earlier had blurred her inhibitions and she struggled to loosen her corset.

Nate thought he was in heaven when he felt Serena loosen her corset and lower her dress as he kept kissing her. He took off his jacket and shirt and helped Serena get out of her heavily soaked, and now ruined, dress. She was now only in her undergarments and he didn't believe he had seen anything so sexy before.

So caught up in the moment, neither of them noticed the brunette girl who had followed them out into the sandy shore. She was talking in the scene displayed before her and was wickedly grinning at them as she understood what they were about to do… or doing.

Georgina Sparks had never felt so pleased or… naughty in her whole life.