arcus all cuddled up in their wing…back chair； his hands in
his pockets； feeling like a jerk。
？How？s it feel？？ Lord Marcus asked； reaching up to shake Nate？s hand。
Nate didn？t know who knew about his graduation predicament； and he didn？t much want to talk
about it。 ？I？m just glad it？s over；？ he mumbled。 Lord Marcus looked bigger than he remembered；
and even though he was a guy； Nate could appreciate how handsome he was。 Blair had really
scored。
？That？s how I feel；？ Blair agreed with a perky smile。 She reached up and casually stroked the
back of Lord Marcus？s tanned； muscular neck； showing off how fortable she was talking to
Nate while sitting on Marcus？s lap。
Nate suddenly perked up； remembering the reason he？d e to the party in the first
place。 ？Blair； can I talk to you for a minute？？ he asked； although to him it sounded like he？d
said； ？Woo shee ga ga？？
Blair had always been the needy one in their on…again…off…again relationship； so it was a new
experience to see Nate hovering over her； looking unfortable and a little desperate； with
something bulky stuffed under his arm。 Was he going to give her a present？ she wondered。 God
knew she？d given him enough presents in their time together； and he？d hardly given her anything
except flowers a few times； when he？d thought of it。
？Don？t go anywhere。 We？ll be right back；？ she murmured to Marcus。 She slipped off his knee；
flashing him a sultry
I？m…only…tolerating…this…party…for…a…half…hour…more…before…I…tear…your…clothes…off look。 Then she
followed Nate into a semiquiet corner of the crowded room； trying to appear impatient and
indifferent while her heart thundered so furiously