Under the Sheets

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"That was exhausting," Serena says as she walks out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her body. "It is so hard to manage one hundred kids! Now I'm happy I'm not pregnant."


"But we are having kids, right?" Dan says looking up from his book.


"Uh, of course! Why? I thought you didn't even want kids?" Serena asks Dan. She sits down onto the bed beside him.


"I never said that I said I want kids I just don't think I'm ready. Just after Georgina and with Milo, I really got attached to the little guy. And it hurt to know that he wasn't my child," Dan explains.


"Yeah I definitely understand, Dan. It seems very tiring to be a parent. And I'm the one who's doing all the pushing," Serena giggles. Dan laughs after Serena makes that comment. He grabs her by the waist and takes off her towel and he wraps her in a sheet. Dan kisses Serena from her lips down to her hips. Serena feeling like she was playing seventh heaven again, like when she was fourteen. They both sit back up on the bed, Dan still kissing Serena while she takes of his shirt. Ooohh that chest hair Serena thought.


"Wait, Dan. I meant to ask you about something." Both of them immediately stopped sexually appealing each other. "Are we going to the Constance reunion tomorrow?"


"Oh, shit. I forgot about that. Are the rest of them going?" Dan asks Serena.


"Yeah. Nate, Chuck, Blair and even Kati and Penelope will be there! C'mon, Dan! Don't you miss high school?" Serena pleads.


"We can go, but I do NOT miss high school. Those were the worst four years of my life. Ignored and I was also known as lonely boy, remember?" Dan says to Serena.


"Also, do you remember YOU were the one who INVENTED lonely boy because YOU were Gossip Girl?" Serena reminds.


"Fine, guilty as charged. It's getting late. We should to go bed." Dan says. Of course he is the Debbie-Downer. Or should I say Danny-Downer? Ha. Ha.


"How about we don't?" Serena says then her lips melt into Dan's.

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