of her neck。 ?I like it;? she declared defensively。
Serena walked around her like she was one of those Greek marble statues on the main floor of
the Met。 ?Oh my God!? she repeated and reached out to tuck a flyaway hair behind
Blair?s ear。 ?Ilove it!? she exclaimed; a little too enthusiastically。
Blair wrinkled her pert nose suspiciously。 Did Serena really love it; or was she just being fake? It
was always so hard to tell。
?You look exactly like Audrey Hepburn;? Aaron remarked from the bed。
Blair knew he was only saying what she wanted to hear to make up for being such a smug
asshole about getting into Harvard。 She thought about mentioning her Yale alum interview with
Owen Wells on Thursday night but decided to keep the interview to herself。 ?Excuse me;? she told
them coldly。 ?I have stuff to do。?
Serena watched Blair leave and then climbed back onto the bed beside Aaron。 She picked up the
letter from Harvard and folded it up; carefully tucking it inside the envelope again。 ?I?m so proud
of you;? she murmured; falling into Aaron?s arms and kissing him。
Eventually Aaron pulled away; but Serena kept her eyes closed; licking the sweet herbal
aftertaste of his kiss from her lips。 ?I love you;? she heard herself say。 The words seemed to have
just fallen out of her mouth。 She opened her eyes dreamily。
Aaron had never told a girl he loved her; and he hadn?t planned to say it to Serena; at least not
right away。 But it had already been an amazing day; and she was so pletely gorgeous with her
cheeks all flushed and her perfect mouth all red from kissing。 Why not? It was like the end of one
of his secret cheesy rock…star fantasies; where he and some incredibly hot girl roared off into the
sunset together on a kick…ass Harley。
?I love you; too;? he said back; and kissed her again。
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