m　here；　while　it　was　still　good？

Owen　was　breathing　deeply　now　and　had　stopped　rubbing　her　back。　As　soon　as　Blair　was　sure　he

was　asleep；　she？d　slip　out　the　door　and　ask　the　concierge　downstairs　to　call　her　a　car　home。　After

all；　she　had　a　reputation　to　maintain。　And　it　wasn？t　like　she　was　ditching　him。

The　best　way　to　keep　a　guy　intrigued　is　to　disappear。

some　girls　have　all　the　fun

？Snowball　fight！？　Serena　cried　at　the　top　of　her　lungs　to　no　one　in　particular。　She？d　been　dancing

with　a　pack　of　tipsy；　half…naked　Les　Best　models　and　her　blond　mane　was　matted　to　the　back　of

her　neck；　creating　a　sort　of　unidreadlock；　beach　hair　effect。　She？d　been　relieved　of　her　I

LOVEAARONT…shirt　for　a　cool　four　thousand　bucks　by　her　old　friend　Guy　Reed　from　the　Les

Best　boutique　and　was　now　wearing　only　a　hot　pink　La　Perla　demibra　that　looked　like　a　bikini　top。

？Snow　volleyball！？　a　guy　shouted　back　even　louder。　He　was　dressed　in　a　black　ski　suit　from　the

Les　Best　ski　line；　black　fur　boots；　and　a　pair　of　black　fur　earmuffs　clung　to　his　ears。　He　pointed　out

the　huge　bar　windows　to　where　a　volleyball　net　had　been　set　up　outside　on　the　snowy　sidewalk。

In　a　matter　of　seconds　the　entire　roomful　of　writhing；　sweaty　bodies　attacked　the　coat　closet；

pulling　on　the　nearest　Fendi　sheepskin　or　goose…down　Gucci　parka　to　protect　their　skinny　bodies

from　the　cold　before　they　dashed　outside　to　frolic　in　the　snow。

Serena　giggled　as　she　slipped　into　a　beige　fleece…lined　down　parka　with　a　beaver　fur？trimmed

hood　that　would　have　fit　a　giant　Eskimo。　In　the　last　two　hours　she？d　drunk　more　champagne　than

she　had　on　New　Year？s　Eve　and　she　felt　giddy　and　warm　all　over。　Before　she