er； and then she plains when you don？t；？ Nate
plained； shaking his head。 ？I never understood that。？
？But as long as you let her know she？s irresistible； she can？t make a fuss；？ Lord Marcus pointed
out。 ？That？s what？s crucial。？
Nate turned his head to look at the older boy through a haze of pot smoke。 He？d known Blair
practically since he was born。 How e this guy； who？d only just met her； seemed to have her all
figured out？ Was it possible that he and Blair were totally inpatible？ Maybe they were actually
never meant to be。
Nate couldn？t think about it anymore without having a major sob attack。 Instead； he took another
hit and allowed his mind to go heavenly blank。
？I？m thinking of asking Blair to e over to England to visit for the summer；？ Lord Marcus
mused aloud。 ？I？ve told my family all about her and they？re desperate to meet her。 Apparently my
dad knows her dad。 And my mum？s already got us married off。？
Nate took another hit。 No need to get upset。 His mind was as smooth； white； and wrinkle…free as
the 800…thread…count pillow shams on Lord Marcus？s bed。
Lord Marcus finished off his joint and sat up； stubbing it out neatly on the sole of his
amber…colored Tod？s lace…ups。 ？The ladies will be wondering where we are。？ He clapped Nate on
the shoulder。 ？Shall we go； then？？
Nate sat up on his elbows and shook his head blearily； like a dog。 A stray tear seeped out of the
corner of his left eye and trickled down his cheek。 He swatted it away angrily； but then another
one began to trickle out of the corner of his right eye。
？Are you all right？？ Lord Marcus asked。 ？Do you need a minute？？
Nate shrugged； and then his lower lip be