A/N: Hey, I hope you guys liked the last chapter and here's chapter seven! I told you all I was really going to try to finish this up and I wasn't lying lol. Read and Review as usual!
Kiss From A Ross
In Ross's Porsche
Both Ross and Rachel have smiles on their faces and look very pleased with themselves after leaving all their friends hanging.
"That was pretty unlike us huh?" Rachel said feeling like a restless teenage girl again. Ross laughed and nodded
"Sure was, although we used to do stuff like that all the time in our day." Rachel smiled nostalgically.
"Yeah, that's true." Ross turns on the radio to hear the song Kiss From A Rose by Seal playing. They both laugh.
"Oh my God, do you remember that night?" Rachel exclaimed.
"Remember, how could I forget?" Rachel laughed even harder at the thought.
"You were SOO drunk that night!" Ross smiled defeated.
"Yeah, but if I recall you fell for it and I got lucky ALL night." Rachel looked lost in thought.
"Yeah, that was some night."
They both let their minds wonder to that night that seemed like forever ago. It was Valentine's Day 97' at the Trump casino in Atlantic City. A much younger Ross and Rachel are walking out of a restaurant holding hands. Ross is wearing an interesting face.
"You know, it's not like guys just flirt for no reason." Rachel looked at him astonished removing her hand from his.
"You're absolutely right Ross. In fact, I looked nice tonight just because I knew that some strange guy would come to our table where I was sitting with my boyfriend to tell me I was the most beautiful woman in the room. God Ross sometimes you are just unbelievable." Ross smiled proudly.
"I know." Rachel glared at him.
"Don't push it or you'll be sleeping on the floor tonight." Ross frowned at this.
"Well how would you feel if someone hit on me and said I was the most handsome man in the room?" Rachel thought for a second then spoke.
"I would smile kindly, agree and be happy for you." Ross scoffed.
"Yeah right, just you."
"What is that supposed to mean?" Ross tried to look disinterested.
"Nothing, nothing at all." Rachel was fed up.
"You know what Ross, I didn't come here to fight with you okay? It's Valentines Day and I wanted to be with my boyfriend not this jealous guy who insults his girlfriend who did nothing wrong!" Ross tried to defend himself
"Rac-" Rachel cut his words.
"No forget it Ross, I'm going upstairs…alone!" She exclaimed, storming off before Ross could stop her.
A couple hours go by and we see young Ross at a bar talking to the bartender about the earlier events, half crocked.
"So ya know, now she's all maddd and I don't know what to do. What should I do…Garry?"
"It's George and if I were you I'd think of something nice to do for her like…you could serenade her with a song and flowers, however in the condition your in that might not be the brightest idea."
"THAT'SA GREATT IDEA GARRR! I'll get right to it! Thanks!" Ross pays his tab and walks away only to walk back two seconds later. Garry points to the right where the gift shop is. Ross nods.
Rachel is in her room still awake and irritated that her boyfriend still isn't back. Ready to go downstairs to look for him the door suddenly opens while a trashed Ross enters holding a bouquet of roses.
"Where the hell have you been?"
"Hey baby! Listen I need to tell you that I want to be (singing) kissed by a rose. The more I get of you the stranger I feel, yeah. Now that your rose is in bloom a light hits the moon in your eyesss." Rachel laughs at him
"Those aren't the words. Are you drunk?"
"No…Ross breaks out in song again and approaches Rachel who is kneeling on their king sized bed…but I need a kiss from a rose. You know the more I get of you the stranger I feel, yeah. Now that your rose is in bloom the light hits the moon in your eyes." Ross gives Rachel the roses.
"Aww, thank you sweetie they're beautiful." Ross stares at Rachel with a dumb drunken smile.
"So are you. Can I have a kiss from a rose?" Rachel laughs.
"Oh am I a rose?" Ross nods.
"Mmm Hmm." Rachel put the roses on the bed.
"Okay I'll give you a kiss because you clearly put a lot of thought into all of this." Rachel leans in and gives Ross a soft kiss and as she goes to break it Ross grabs her face to stop her and deepens the kiss. Rachel made a satisfied noise and then breaks the kiss, licking the alcohol off her lips.
"You taste like a bottle of wi--" Ross put his finger on her lips to shush her, and then starts to sing again.
"There is so much a man can tell you, so much he can say. YOU (pointing to her) remain my power, my PLEASURE, MY PAIN! Baby. (Ross runs his hands over her face as if he's dancing causing Rachel to smile wider at his drunkeness) To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny..." Ross moves in closer as if to kiss her, but instead continued with the end of the verse. "Won't you tell me is that healthy, baby?" Rachel wraps her arms around Ross's neck.
"I don't know baby cause I have the same addiction," pulling him into one the most passionate kisses she would ever have.
Ross breaks the kiss breathless to ask Rachel, "So do I still have to sleep on the floor?" Rachel looks at him seductivley.
"No, that won't be necessa-- Ross shuts her up by kissing her again and climbing onto the bed.
Back to the present Ross and Rachel lookat each longingly after the memories of that night played through their minds. Ross spoke first.
"Yeah, some night indeed." They laughed trying to take their minds off of their sudden strong desire for each other.
"Sooo, you think Emma will be fussy when we go to put her in the car." Rachel silently kicked herself. Good Rach, way to change the subject. Ross tried to act like he didn't know Rachel was just as uncomfortable as him.
"Ugh, I don't know I mean she may be sound asleep. You never know with that girl." They laughed feeling a little more comfortable. Rachel agreed.
"Yeah, she's definetly got your stubborness." Ross smiled.
"And your unpredictability." Rachel turned her nose up at him.
They finally pulled into Rachel's mom's drive way. When they got out of the car they looked up to realize it had just begun to snow. They walked up to the door and knock. Rachel looks at Ross to make sure he's okay since the last time they came. He is simply smiling back at her reassuringly. Ross moves closer to Rachel and tells her to close her eyes. He blew a stray snowflake from her eye, which caused Rachel to squeal. Rachel's mother is already at the door, seeing the whole flirtatious scene.
"Ahem." Snapping both Ross and Rachel back to reality.
"Hello again, Ms. Greene." Sandra smiled.
"Ross, how many times do I have to tell you to call me by my first name. I mean were practically family now since you are the father of my granddaughter and well…(looking at Rachel) other things...Rachel held pleading eyes for her mother to shut it.
"Okay mom! Can we please come in now it's freezing out here."
"Of course dear, come on in."
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