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blue　silk　Betsey　Johnson　party　dress。　She　tugged　at　the　ridiculously　short　hem　and　wished　for　the

hundredth　time　that　night　that　she？d　chosen　something　more　fortable？and　in　her　usual　shade

of　pure　black？instead　of　something　so　girly。　She？d　changed　into　a　pair　of　ridiculously

unfortable　heels　after　the　wedding；　worried　the　bouncers　would　take　one　look　at　her　bat

boots　and　kick　her　out　of　Blair？s　fancy　party。　Maybe　she？d　find　a　table　and　coax　Dan　into　giving

her　a　foot　massage。　If　he　ever　got　here。

She　glanced　around　the　wildly　extravagant　Roman…themed　party；　searching　for　his　mop　of　unruly

brown　hair。　After　their　intense　eye…lock　while　he　read　his　poem　aloud　at　the　wedding；　Vanessa　was

dying　to　talk　to　him。　But　she？d　lost　him　during　Ruby？s　crazy　reception　and　could　only　hope　that

Jenny　would　drag　him　up　to　the　party　sometime　soon。　Vanessa　had　made　sure　both　their　names

were　added　to　the　list；　it　was　only　a　matter　of　waiting。　In　the　meantime；　she　was　going　to　enjoy

herself。

She　tried　to　look　sultry；　throwing　her　shoulders　back　and　arching　her　back　the　way　Blair　had

taught　her。　But　then　she　felt　a　little　splash　on　her　leg？of　course；　she？d　spilled　her　drink。　She　bent

down　and　tried　to　wipe　the　droplets　off　her　bare　calf　with　her　cocktail　napkin；　her　dress　riding

dangerously　high。　She　straightened。　It　hadn？t　occurred　to　that　she　couldn？t　do　the　same　things　in　a

dress