？Not only that；？ Jason continued； ？I was just on my way out to pick up a nice cold bottle of ros？。
Have you been up to the roof yet？ Maybe you？d like to join me for a wele…to…the…building
drink？？
？I didn？t know we could get up there！？ A cool glass of pink wine with a broad…shouldered；
blue…eyed stranger sounded like the perfect way to celebrate the end of a milestone of a day： new
job； new house 。 。 。
New romance？
Serena was busy memorizing her lines for tomorrow。 A drink with Jason would keep Blair out of
her hair。
？I know a way；？ he said； winking。 ？I？ll meet you in fifteen minutes？？
Under normal circumstances that would hardly have been enough time for Blair Waldorf to
prepare herself for an evening t？te…？…t？te； but this was the new and improved； girl…with…a…job；
ever…fashion…ready； easygoing summertime Blair Waldorf。
？I？ll give you ten。？ She skipped up the stairs slowly turning back to smile at him。 ？By the way；
I？m Blair。？
After throwing on a casual pink floral Lilly Pulitzer tunic top and some white shell…embellished
flip…flops； Blair headed upstairs。 Jason was already waiting for her with a blanket slung over his
shoulder and a bottle clutched in his hand。 He scaled the rusty ladder and pushed open the black
steel trapdoor。 Then he reached down to help Blair up with more studly grace than Marcus had
ever shown。 Blair grabbed his hand eagerly and let him pull her up to the rooftop。
？I hope it doesn？t rain tonight；？ she remarked as she twirled around； taking in three hundred and
sixty degrees of Manhattan skyline view。 ？Because I？m never goingdown that ladder。？ She was
only half…kidding。
？I told you the