d coffees。 But in the winter； you had to seek out the things that made New York magical： steak frites at Le Refuge； cuddling into a warm Searle peacoat； your hand intertwined with an adorable boy’s。
“Thanks；” Blair said when the cab turned off Sixth Avenue and onto Cornelia Street。 Cornelia was Blair’s middle name。 It felt like destiny。
She stood in front of the five…story brick building and pressed buzzer number two； stamping her feet against the cold。 Chuck buzzed her in and she quickly ran up the steps； surprised to see him standing in front of the black apartment door。
“Hi！” Blair threw her arms around his broad shoulders。 He wore a pair of khakis and a dark blue button…down； and his hair was a little longer than it had been at Thanksgiving。
“Merry Christmas；” Chuck breathed。 He kissed her and Blair eagerly kissed him back。 “Your present’s inside。 It’s a surprise；” he breathed into her ear。 It was then that she realized Chuck was tying a blindfold over her eyes。
Now that’s what I call a Christmas present。
Blair readjusted the blindfold so it wouldn’t flatten her hair。 Chuck placed his hands on her shoulders and directed her inside。 Blair heard the pop of a champagne cork。 Was that the surprise？
“You can take it off。”
Blair reached up and swept the blindfold； which was actually one of Chuck’s flamingo pink ties； off her forehead。 She blinked in surprise。 Before； the one…bedroom apartment had been decorated in blacks and grays； with leather couches and ottomans and chrome tables and silver lighting fixtures。 Now； it was decorated in shades of pewter and lavender； the walls painted a soft dove color。 An antique silver mirror hung over the fireplace； and there were fresh…cut flowers on the long walnut dining room t