gently brushed it away with his index finger before he realized he should have saved it。 When they were little； Serena had taught him to make a wish on an eyelash and then blow it away。
“Did you steal my wish？” Serena asked； tilting her face up toward him。
“I hope not；” Nate whispered huskily as he leaned down to kiss her。
Wish granted。
for auld lang syne
“Are you ready？” Blair fidgeted with the clasp on her Prada clutch while Pete sipped his cappuccino。 It was already eleven o’clock。 They were at Da Silvano on West Fourth for a romantic New Year’s dinner before they headed to the party in the Bass suite。 She couldn’t wait to show off Pete to all her bitchy former Constance classmates—including Serena。 Blair figured she’d be there and planned to act cordial。 After all； it must be hard to be a boyfriendless； confused； washed…up ex–movie star at the tender age of nineteen。
How generous of her。
Blair wore a tight black and silver DVF dress； and Pete’s blond hair flopped adorably into his blue eyes。 In his bright blue Thomas Pink button…down； he made the perfect accessory。
She smiled in satisfaction； trying to stifle a yawn。 She didn’t want to be tired； but it had been a long day。 They’d spent Christmas in LA with her family； and had just gotten to the city this afternoon。 Pete had always wanted to celebrate New Year’s in New York； and Blair was excited to show him where she grew up； especially after spending a week in her family’s tacky Pacific Palisades McMansion。 She couldn’t wait to reexperience all the cheesy romantic things New York had to offer with her boyfriend。 She wanted to go skating at Wollman Rink； take a horse…drawn carriage ride through Central Park while sipping mulled wine out of a thermos； and ha