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ity　in　one　of　Blair’s　discarded　T…shirts。　The　makeshift　jammies　would　have　to　do。

Okay；　Jenny　whispered　to　herself。　She　felt　excited　and　nervous　all　at　the　same　time。　She　creaked　the　door　open　and　stepped　into　the　dark　hallway。

Blair　climbed　up　the　rickety　attic　stairs；　a　Tocca　candle　in　one　hand。　It　was　fig　scented　and　perfect　for　the　bedside；　but　not　very　helpful　in　casting　light　on　her　path。　She　looked　up　when　she　heard　a　sound　ing　from　the　door　at　the　bottom　of　the　stairs。

Serena。　She　wore　one　of　her　ancient　C&C　California　T…shirts　from　high　school；　without　a　bra　underneath。　The　candlelight　flickered　over　her　pale　hair　and　perfect　features；　making　her　look　more　beautiful　than　ever。

“What　are　you　doing？”　Blair　whispered；　balancing　precariously　on　the　stair。

Serena　sucked　in　her　breath。　What　was　Blair　doing　here？　“I　was　going　to　the　bathroom。　Dan　was　taking　a　shower　in　ours　and　I　remembered　there　was　a　bathroom　up　here；”　she　lied；　shrugging　nonchalantly。　“What　are　you　doing？”　she　asked；　even　though　she　had　a　feeling　she　knew　the　answer　to　that　question。

“I　was　making　sure　the　window　upstairs　was　closed；”　Blair　shot　back。　At　least　that　made　more　sense　than　Serena’s　ridiculous　lie。　It　was　so　fucking　obvious　Serena　was　trying　to　sneak　into　Nate’s　room。

“Do　you　need　help？　With　the　window？”　Serena　asked；　arching　an　eyebrow。

“I’ll　just　text　Nate　to　get　it。　No　use　waking　everyone　up。　And　there’s　a　bathroom　downstairs。　I　can　show　you；”　Blair　challenged。

Serena　paused。　Finally；　she　nodded。

Blair　escorted　Serena　down　the　hallway　like　a　policewoman　with　a　petty　criminal；　standing　sentry　at　the　door。　She　heard　Serena　turn　on　the　faucet　before　emerging　a　few　seconds　later。

“Good　night；”　the　two　girls　said；　daring　each　other　to　be　the　first　to　turn　back　and　climb　the　attic　stairs。

Blair　didn’t　budge。　It　was　her　goddamn　house。　She　was　going　to　stay　up　all　night　if　that　was　what　it　took。　“Good　night；”　Blair　said　again；　more　pointedly。

“See　you　tomorrow　morning；”　Serena　said　before　heading　reluctantly　down　the　hallway。　Would　Blair　go　back　to　Nate’s　bedroom　after　she　left？

Or　would　someone　else　get　there　first？

things　that　go　bump　in　the　night

Nate　had　fallen　asleep　quickly。　He　was　having　a　dream　about　chasing　Blair　and　Serena　all　over　Central　Park　but　never　being　able　to　catch　them　when　the　door　to　his　room　creaked　open。

“It’s　me。”　A　girl’s　voice　pulled　him　out　of　his　soupy；　half…conscious　state。　Nate　blinked　to　adjust　his　eyes　to　the　light。　The　girl　held　a　candle　that　cast　a　glow　on　the　ecru　walls；　making　it　impossible　to　see　her　clearly。　The　figure　was　too　short　to　be　Serena’s；　but　the　voice　was　too　breathy　to　be　Blair’s。

Nate　sat　up　and　ran　his　hand　through　his　hair。　“I　can’t　really　see　you；”　he　said。　Jenny　held　the　candle　closer　to　her　face；　casting　her　skin　with　a　warmish　golden　glow。　She　wore　a　pair　of　tight　black　leggings　and　a　lacy　black　tank　top。　“Here；　you’ll　get　cold；”　he　said；　holding　up　the　flannel　covers　and　patting　a　spot　on　the　mattress　next　to　him。

Jenny　placed　the　candle　on　the　nightstand　and　tried　to　smile　seductively。　Her　heart　was　hammering　in　her　chest　and　she　wanted　to　scream　with　excitement。　It　was　happening。　It　was　finally　happening！

Easy　there；　tiger。

She　climbed　into　the　bed　next　to　Nate　and　pulled　the　flannel　forter　over　their　legs。　Their　hips　were　touching；　and　she　could　smell　the　scent　of　fabric　softener　and　shave　gel。　His　hair　was　still　damp　from　the　snow　outside。

She　turned　and　kissed　him；　enjoying　the　feel　of　his　stubbly　cheek　against　her　smooth　one。　Outside；　the　storm　was　still　raging；　but　in　the　attic；　next　to　Nate；　she　felt　cozy　and　warm　and　safe。

Nate　kissed　her　back　hungrily。　Her　tiny；　curvy　body　felt　so　good　in　his　arms。　He　edged　down　one　strap　of　her　lacy　camisole　and　kissed　her　milky　white　shoulder。　It　felt　so　nice；　so　familiar　to　be　with　Jenny；　even　though　the　last　time　they’d　hooked　up　was　three　years　ago。　But　that　was　the　thing　about　Jenny。　She　was　fortable；　soft；　sweet；　easy。

Watch　it—no　girl　likes　being　called　easy。　Especially　in　a　bed。

“Wait。”　Jenny　pushed　his　hand　away　and　held　it。　Her　hands　were　tiny；　like　little　kid　hands。　She　led　his　hand　to　rest　on　the　center　of　her　chest；　on　top　of　the　little　rosette　on　her　bra。　“I’m　a　virgin。”　Jenny　smiled　shyly。　“I　want　you　to　be　my　first。　I’m　just　letting　you　know　in　case…　you　know；”　she　finished。

“Oh；”　Nate　said。　It　made　him　feel　protective　of　her。　He　didn’t　want　to　hurt　her。　“Are　you　sure？”　he　asked；　intertwining　his　fingers　in　hers。　He　hadn’t　been　with　anyone　for　a　year。　At　Deep　Springs；　the　nearest　women　were　tens　of　miles　away；　and　until　recently；　they　were　even　further　from　his　mind。

“Yes；　I’m　sure。”　Jenny　smiled　at　him　softly；　invitingly。　She　eased　her　camisole　straps　all　the　way　down　her　shoulders。　“I　just　wanted　you　to　know。”

Nate　nodded　and　blew　the　candle　out。　Then　he　took　Jenny—sweet；　unplicated；　sexy　Jenny—in　his　strong；　capable　arms。

That’s　one　way　to　end　a　year。

hey　people！

when　the　lights　go　out

You　know　how　in　Jane　Austen　novels；　the　most　scandalous　things　always　happened　in　the　country；　never　in　town？　Well；　we　may　be　more　than　a　century　away　and　an　ocean　apart；　but　the　same　thing　happens　here。　Say　what　you　will　about　city　living；　but　something　about　the　one…with…the…elements；　outdoorsy　lifestyle　seems　to　bring　out　the　frisky　in　everyone。　Is　there　anything　more　romantic　than　cuddling　by　the　fireside　and　kisses　by　candlelight？