青帝小说

第17部分（第3页）

？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　could　even　zip　up

her　coat；　someone　grabbed　her　hand　and　pulled　her　out　the　door　with　him。

Outside　the　snow　had　enveloped　everything　and　the　streetlights　glowed　gold　on　the　downy　white

blanket。　Without　the　constant　honk　and　roar　of　traffic；　there　was　a　pleasant　calm　about　the　city；　as

if　it　had　finally　gone　to　sleep。　Shrieking　in　merriment；　the　gang　of　models；　stylists；　and

photographers　plowed　through　the　thigh…deep　drifts　and　began　spiking　balls　over　the　volleyball　net

with　total　disregard　for　the　peaceful　scene。

？Isn？t　it　beautiful？？　Serena　breathed。　She　wished　Aaron　were　there　so　she　could　kiss　him　and　tell

him　how　much　she　loved　him　while　stuffing　a　great　big　snowball　down　the　back　of　his　shirt。　But

he　wasn？t？the　party　pooper？so　she　would　just　have　to　make　do。　She　turned　to　the　guy　holding　her

hand。　It　was　the　guy　in　the　black　ski　suit；　and　he　was　tall；　blond；　and　gorgeous。　Everyone　there

was。　She　let　go　of　his　hand　and　scooped　up　a　handful　of　snow。　？e　here；？　she　beckoned　him。　？I

want　to　tell　you　a　secret。？

He　took　a　step　toward　her；　his　breath　filling　the　air　with　steamy　clouds。　？What？？

Serena　stood　on　tiptoe　and　wrapped　her　arms　around　his　neck。　Then　she　kissed　his　cold；　smooth

cheek。　？I　love　Aaron！？　she　squealed；　stuffing　the　snowball　down　the　back　of　his　black　ski　suit　and

tearing　off　through　the　snow　to　join　the　others。

The　guy　chased　after　her；　grabbing　her　legs　and　knocking　her　down　just　as　they　reached　the

volleyball　net。　The　game　was　halted　as　the　crowd　of　gorgeous　revelers　began　to　hurl　snowballs　at

the　frolicking　pair；　stopping　now　and　then　to　light　cigarettes　or　reapply　their　lip　gloss　before

joining　in　again。　Serena　howled　with　laughter　as　snow　went　down　the　back　of　her　jeans。　That　was