Could be? It was. Toying with the idea of marriage and kids? He would be tortured until time stopped for such things. But fuck if he couldn't help himself.
She unlocked the door and stepped inside, giving a tired sigh as she moved to change. She went to wash off her makeup but stopped. Something told her to leave it on, for some reason.
She sighed softly and looked for something to change into, her hand stopping on a black lace mini dress. She pulled it from her closet and looked it over and wondered why this one? She hadn't worn it in a long time, woukd Blair even like it? She made a noise and decided to go with it.
"He must really have a button, Jesus..." She muttered before moving to the kitchen to fix a drink. She grabbed her phone and made a noise before shooting him a text. "Are you coming over or what...?"