able。
“To us；” Chuck said simply； handing Blair a glass of champagne。 “Wele home； Blair…Bear。” Besides her dad； Chuck was the only person who ever called her Blair…Bear。
“Why… what…” Blair trailed off。 The apartment was beautiful； but what did it mean？ Did he mean he wanted her to move in with him？ She’d never really thought about where she’d live when she moved to the city after college； but she’d always assumed it would be on the Upper East Side。
“Since we’ll both be back in the city for good once we graduate； our apartment should feel more like our home。 If there’s anything you don’t like； the decorator will work with you。 This is just the beginning。 I can’t wait for us to live together。” Chuck cupped her chin and kissed her。
Blair pulled away。 “It’s very nice；” she said faintly； glancing around the living room。 She tried to imagine sitting at the head of the table； hosting dinner parties。 Setting up Fresh Direct deliveries and carefully placing perishables in the Sub…Zero refrigerator in the sunny south…facing kitchen。 Taking showers together in the morning and then picking out clothes in the side…by…side closets in the bedroom。
It was the life Blair had always wanted… but did she really want it so soon？ It was one thing to live together for a few months in Oxford； but another to live together for the foreseeable future。 Did this mean they were engaged？ Suddenly； her mind flashed back to the conversation with Chuck’s mom。 Everything was moving too quickly。 “I think I need to sit down；” Blair choked； settling on a lavender…upholstered wingback chair。
Chuck held out a champagne flute and perched on the chair arm。 “Here you go。 Merry Christmas；” he said； brushing his lips against her cheek。
“Merry Christmas！” Blair parro