She turned her head quickly and then pulled away. "And what in the hell was that for ?" Rachel yelled. "Isn't that what you wanted?" Ross argued. "Rachel stood and thought for a moment. Was this what she wanted? It would be so easy to fall back into his arms. She was so weak and she needed someone . He put his arm around her and then he led her away from the party. "Where are we going?" Rachel asked as they went down the stairs. "We are going to sit down and talk about something that we should have talked about weeks ago. " He led her down the stairs to the street and they walked to his apartment.
"I am so sorry it had to come to this . I kind of thought that when Emma came, we were in this same place, and then there was that thing with Joey, and that guy calling and I thought that you had maybe given up on the idea of us talking and trying to get back together." Ross started to go on, until he was out of breath. Rachel was surprised that this all was built up and that he picked tonight of all nights, when she was going to tell Joey how she felt.
"I didn't know this is how you felt? Why in the hell couldn't you have told me this before? Maybe I wouldn't have been so hasty about moving out." Rachel said sympathetically.
"I wanted to talk to you that night you went out with Phoebe, I already had my mind made up, but then that guy called and I panicked and that is why I hid his message. I could not stand the pain of losing you again, if we did decide to go back together." Ross said with his head down. "Of all the women I have been with, none of them could ever hold a candle to you. " he then moved his soulful brown eyes to meet hers. Rachel's eyes were filled with tears.
I have loved no one but you." Rachel said softly. She took his face into her hands and then pressed her lips to his. He returned his hands to cradle her back. She pulled away slow and deliberate this time. "Wow." He whispered. "I think we have some unfinished business, Dr. Geller." She smiled. He picked up her legs and then walked to the bedroom.
Tonight youre mine completely
You give your love so sweetly
Tonight the light of love is love is in your eyes
Will you still love me tomorrow?
He looked deep into her eyes as he carried her into the bedroom. She gazed back as her manicured hands were wrapped around his thick neck. Slowly she moved her hands through his thick dark hair. Gently . he laid her on his bed. He carefully slid the spaghetti straps off of her body and began to kiss her body. The scent was intoxicating and it drove him into a frenzy. He wanted to learn every part of her all over again. It was comfortable and familiar. Her moans of pleasure drove him even more. She took her hands and began to undo his belt. Still connected by their lips, he reached down and began to tear off the tie around his neck and unbutton his shirt. Her hands began to find the part of him that no matter how many women had touched, it would truly belong to her. Her legs spread , she held onto him and then he drove himself closer into being in her. With each movement, she drove herself closer to the wall as her head pounded into it. Sweat was pouring off of him as his only job at this moment was pleasuring her. In the midst of everything, he stopped. "What are you doing?" Rachel said out of breath. "Condom." He simply answered. He fiddled around in the nightstand and placed it on. Then he continued to pleasure her until she was flat on the bed. "Oh you are still good at the stuff." Rachel smiled.
"I said I was sorry , Chandler." Monica apologized. Chandler was still upset because the play was obviously a ruse to get rid of him and then after this woman bitches for an hour, he has to see his wife coming onto an actor. "How can I make it up to you?" Monica asked earnestly.Chandler smiled and then whispered something into her ear. "I said no ! I am not going to have sex on the balcony." Monica protested. Chandler began to pout like a little boy."Okay, but I will do this." She turned and whispered into his ear. The words brought a boyish grin to his face. "Let's go." Chandler said , grabbing her hand and running for the stairs.
"Everyone is getting some , but me." Moaned Phoebe.
"Is this just a one time thing or are we serious about trying to work things out?" questioned Rachel as she wrapped the sheet around her body. Ross got up from the bed and then thought for a moment. "Well, I don't want to rush into anything, but I would like to think about us again. But only if you want to." He said as he turned around to face her , as if to see her reaction.
"I don't want Emma to be hurt." The memory of her parents splitting was still fresh in her mind. She didn't want this little baby to come into a house where it only heard a mother and father yelling. "I just want to give Emma the best life possible." She whispered. "I don't know." She said shaking her head.
"We don't have to tell anyone, if this is what we want. We can meet in secret." Ross suggested. "Well that is an original idea. " Rachel said in a sarcastic manner. "No, don't you see, we had so much pressure that first time. If no one knows that we are seeing each other, then there will be the time to work things out." Rachel gave the idea silent consideration. "Okay, I say yes." She answered with confidence. Ross gave her the biggest smile and lifted her from the floor with his hug. "This is going to be great." He said to her. "I promise you , Rachel, it is gonna be even better than before." He held her close as he told her this. The night was slowly creeping toward morning. Rachel had awakened , realizing that she had to leave. She looked over and then she whispered. "Ross, I have got to go." He couldn't even comprehend her , because he just drifted back to sleep. A smile crossed his face. After she had gotten dressed , she leaned over and kissed him. She cautiously looked around as she left the apartment. The day had now begun and the party was over.
Opening Joey's door, she quietly crept in. She tiptoes across the floor and then she went to her room and closed the door. It was Saturday , so luckily she did not have to go to work. She just crawled into bed and then pulled the covers around her. A smile crossed her lips when she closed her eyes. For now her thoughts were only of one man.
Charlie came from the bedroom in Joey's hockey shirt . It swam on her tall figure . She thought she heard a noise. But then there was no one else in the whole apartment. She looked down at the toys that occupied his couch. She knelt and picked up the stuffed penguin and put it down with a hidden smile. He was a man child , but he was a man where it counted.
If anyone remembers the song , it was played on an episode of NBC's newest show Studio 60, on the Sunset Strip…it was also written by Carole King.
