party？but only a true expert like her would recognize that bit of choreography。 Her
flapper…inspired Blumarine dress moved sexily in time with her body？s gyrations； and she
clutched an old…fashioned mother…of…pearl cigarette holder in her hand。 The only touch she？d
decided to skip was the diamond tiara。
She didn？t need the headgear to play the part of a princess。
？Dance！？ she manded； grabbing hold of Jason？s long； smooth fingers and pulling him closer
to her。 He had the nicest； wide…open smile she？d ever seen and was so tall and clean looking。
？Yes； ma？am！？ He unbuttoned the top button of his light blue Steven Alan oxford。 His
near…dorkiness was such a turn…on！
Blair drew closer to him； enjoying the way his tremendous height made her feel tiny and delicate
and sexy。
Like a certain moon…eyed Hollywood waif？
She could smell the soap on his skin and the beer on his breath； and the rest of the crowd receded
into the background as she gazed up at his bright smile dreamily。 In that moment； it was hard to
remember that she？d ever liked anyone else； including Lord Whateverhisnamewas or Sir Stoner。
？So； you know 。 。 。？ Blair batted her eyelashes suggestively。 ？Serena？s heading back to her
parents？ apartment for the rest of the summer； but I think I might stay here。。。。？
？We？ll be neighbors。？ He smiled。 ？That could get us in trouble。？
？I kind of like trouble。？
Hello； understatement。
？Well then 。 。 。？ Jason grinned。 He bent down and kissed her slowly。 His lips were the flavor of
the sweet ale he？d been drinking all night and something pepperminty。 He was delicious。 It was a
perfect；perfect first kiss。
Afterwards she s