波波小说

第19部分（第1页）

never　actually　hated　him　before。

“That’s　okay；　I　wouldn’t　want　to　do　it　with　you　anyway；”　Chuck

sneered。　“I　hear　you　have　diseases。”

“Get　away　from　me；”　Serena　hissed；　putting　her　hands　on　his　chest

and　shoving　him　away。　She　slammed　the　cab　door　shut　in　his　face；

and　gave　the　driver　her　address。

As　the　cab　pulled　away；　Serena　hugged　herself；　staring　straight

ahead　through　the　rain…spattered　windshield。　When　the　taxi　stopped

at　a　light　on　the　corner　of　Broadway　and　Spring；　she　opened　the

door；　leaned　out；　and　threw　up　into　the　gutter。

That　will　teach　her　not　to　drink　on　an　empty　stomach。

Chuck’s　scarf　swung　from　her　neck　and　dangled　in　the　puddle　of

pink　vomit　on　the　pavement。　Serena　pulled　the　scarf　off；　wiped　her

mouth　on　it；　and　stuffed　it　into　her　bag。

“Gross；”　she　said；　slamming　the　cab　door　closed　again。

“Tissue；　miss？”　the　cab　driver　offered；　passing　a　box　of　Kleenex

back　to　her。

Serena　pulled　one　from　the　box　and　wiped　her　mouth　with　it。

“Thanks；”　she　said。

Then　she　sat　back　in　the　seat　and　closed　her　eyes；　grateful；　as

always；　for　the　kindness　of　strangers。

“What　about　a　condom　or　something？”　Blair　murmured；　gaping　at

Nate’s　hard…on。　It　looked　like　it　was　going　to　take　over　the　world。

She　had　managed　to　get　all　of　his　clothes　off；　and　now　they　were

lying　down　on　her　bed　on　top　of　the　covers。　They’d　been　fooling

around　for　almost　an　hour。　On　the　stereo；　the　Jennifer　Lopez　song

“Love　Don’t　Cost　a　Thing”　was　playing；　and　Blair　was　getting　hotter

and　hotter。　She　reached　for　Nate’s　hand　and　licked　his　fingers；

sucking　greedily　on　the　tip　of　each　one。　She　had　a　feeling　sex　was

going　to　be　even　better　than　food。

Nate　rolled　onto　his　back　while　Blair　sucked　his　fingers。　He　had　been

so　uptight　about　seeing　Blair　that　he　hadn’t　eaten　dinner；　and　now

he　was　feeling　hungry。　Maybe　when　he　went　home　he’d　pick　up　a

burrito　from　the　Mexican　place　on　Lexington　Avenue。　That’s　what　he

wanted；　a　chicken　and　black　bean　burrito　with　extra　guacamole。

Blair　bit　down　hard　on　his　pinky。

“Ow；”　Nate　said；　his　hard…on　deflating　as　if　it　had　been　pricked　with

a　pin。　He　sat　up　and　ran　his　hands　through　his　hair。　“I　can’t　do　this；”

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