Chandler and Ross entered the grand hall of Magnolia Hill, the Greene plantation. The house was decked in pine boughs and crystal ornaments.

Rachel floated down the stairs in a green velvet dress. Emeralds dangled from her earrings and neck. Her hair was piled on top her head with tendrils surrounding her face. She smelled of sweet magnolias. Upon seeing this beauty, Ross extended his arm to her and proceeded to escort his bride to be into the hall.

"Mr. Bing I believe, you are to be my escort for the evening." said Monica as she walked down the stairs. She was a vision of loveliness in a red velvet gown with white ermine trimming it. Her neck was adorned with rubies and pearls hung from her ears. Her hair hung loosely from her head in a French twist that had been secured with a comb of gold and rubies.

"Miss Geller, your beauty entrances me. I would be so honored to be your escort this evening." Chandler said as he walked Monica into the party.

Sandra had her hands full tonight with Rachel's bratty sisters, Jill and Amy. Both were considered the sluts of the county. They were mantraps just waiting to happen. Unfortunately, they were still quite young.

"I will dance with the Yankee," said Jill.

"No I will first." said Amy.

"Girls , girls, this is your sister's night, so behave." warned Sandra.

Leonard escorted the young couple to the front of the hall, "Ladies and gentlemen, tonight is a very special night. Officially I am announcing the engagement and forthcoming marriage of my daughter, Rachel Karen to Mr. Ross Geller of Charleston."

Everyone broke out in thunderous appaluse as Ross and Rachel kissed and he slipped a ring picked up in Boston on her finger. After that, Ross took Rachel's hand and they went into the garden of Magnolia Hill

" It is official my darling, we are engaged. I still can't believe a beauty like you is mine. I remember when we were children and you and Monica would tease me so. And now, we are standing in the moonlight and your beauty is illuminated. Oh Rachel, please do me the honor of allowing me to kiss you this wonderful night." Ross said as he held her hand.

Rachel moved her mouth closer to Ross'. Her lips were flavored with the slight scent of raspberries. Her cheeks were painted and she sighed as their lips touched . She could smell the masculine scent he emoted. His lips were soft and tender and she could detect a little bit of stubble as her chin brushed against his. Oh she had missed this man since he went away to school.

Slowly her mouth parted and his did as well. Her lip touched his bottom lip and then his tongue seemed to embrace her mouth. This had been the kiss Rachel had been waiting for. Passion took over as his strong hands got lost in her auburn curls. She tried to fight it, but her body was too weak. He forced her onto the wet ground and began to breath into her mouth as she surrendered.

Cautiously, they both checked to see if any of the party guests had wandered away to spy or do what they were doing. They knew it was wrong , but they had waited so long for this.

She ran her fingers through his dark black hair and wrapped her arms around his neck. He moved his mouth from hers and then began to kiss her neck. She moaned with ecstasy with each movement of his lips.

Oh they had done it . They had reached the point if ecstasy. This shouldn't feel so good. It was wrong. They shouldn't do this until they were married. But they did belong together now.

"Ross, we can't. I love you so, but we need to act like respectable people and tend to our guests." Rachel said as she sat up and fixed her messed up hair.

"You're right my love, I can't wait for our wedding night when I will take you and you will be mine." Ross proceded to brush the grass off of his morning coat and ascot. He pulled Rachel up and they walked back into the house.

The orchestra was playing the Blue Danube , a new song from Europe ., a waltz. Chandler stood by and watched Monica move in time to the music.

"Would you care to dance?" he asked.

"You can waltz?' Monica acted surprised "Most gents around here mostly know the Virginia reel."

"You forget I'm from New York , plus I picked a little up while in Europe." Chandler smiled and he extended his arms. Monica lifted hers and they began to twirl to the music. His eyes locked with hers as they danced together. He couldn't believe her beauty and hoped that in time she would be his.

The Greene sisters stood by and watched the handsome stranger as he danced with that Geller girl. Both Amy and Jill had decided that they would be the ones that would waltz with the Northerner. He seemed to be enchanted with Monica, so they straightened their bodices and proceeded to collect a steady stream of beaus to put on their dance cards.

Rachel smiled fondly. She remembered the days she acted like her sisters. Now she had no reason to at all. She had the handsome heir to a thriving cotton plantation and he was all hers.

"My, I am surprised you can waltz so well." Rachel said.

"A gentleman must always be educated in the social graces." Ross said as he twirled her around the dance floor.

When the dance ended, Rachel walked over to Monica while her beau was getting some punch .

"Someone seems to be quite taken with the New Yorker." Rachel giggled.

"Yes, he is quite the well rounded gentleman." she smiled. "And you seem to have to disappeared from the party for a while."

"Well I don't like to kiss and tell, but your brother.. ." Rachel smiled.

"Decorum forbids me to hear this, but gossip doesn't …talk." Monica said as she moved closer.

"He let down my hair and he then kissed me like a man truly kisses a woman . I am still breathless from that." Rachel said as she fanned her self with her silk fan.

"Did you give him your flower?" Monica giggled.

"Of course not, but if we hadn't stopped. I might've." Rachel laughed.

"I know I shouldn't be hearing all this, but you are my dearest friend in the world and …"

"Has anything happened with young Master Bing yet?" Rachel wondered.

"No, we are still new and he thinks of me as a fragile Southern flower." she said disappointed.

"He will , my sister, he will…" Rachel said as Ross returned with a plate of food and a glass of punch. "Now if you will excuse us Monica, we must see to our guests, after all this is now our engagement cotillion. Rachel said as Ross escorted her away from the table.

"I will see you later sister dear, " Ross said as he kissed Monica's cheek lightly. " They walked away.

Monica stood and watched the young man as he stood at the table gathering her some food. Was she to feel the same for him as her dear friend and brother?