Ricky Garcia Best Friends Whenever Novels & Stories

His friend had just gotten out of the car, meticulously adjusting his necktie. “Ricky,” he called to his friend, who quickly turned to face him. “Miguel, buddy,” he laughed as if delighted to see him, “Looks like our drinking session will finally happen.” He approached Ricky, and the latter immediately embraced him. “Sorry, bro, I’ve been really busy lately. Later I’ll update you with the gossip, and it’s hot and controversial. Maybe we can get drunk now.” “Damn, no. We might end up in hell,” he quickly responded, making Ricky laugh.

Sure, I did not recognize him very well, and we'd barely talked at all, however the other guy would haven't have simply driven me 'away' and not tried to have sex with me or something like that. I mightn't wait till I could call and tell Tori regarding all of this. Tori Garcia was my best friend. She had been my best friend since the fourth grade, and we'd been there for each other through thick and thin in middle school and also the initial two years of high school. Currently preparing to go into our junior year, and that we were still as tight knit as we continually had been. "So, wherever do you wish to go?" Andrè aforesaid, as he drove down the main road.

His jaw was tight, but he didn’t grab the phone from me. “You were my friend,” I said. “And you were his wife. Friendship died in that bedroom the same day your marriage did.” “If you post that photo, you are not hurting Adrian. You are helping Damien keep me tied to a man who will not sign.” “Maybe I want you tied. Maybe I like watching you scramble and suffer.” My free hand curled into a fist. “What kind of human are you?? What did he promise you this time?” “I don’t think that is your business anymore.”

"Since we're all sitting here like one big happy family, how about you tell us how you two met?" I glance at Mom, who looks slightly amused, but Ricky recovers quickly. "That's a great idea," Ricky says, his tone warm. He places his hand over Mom's and smiles at her, a soft, almost private look that makes my stomach upset with second hand embarrassment. "It was about six months ago," Ricky begins, turning his gaze back to the table. "I was at this charity gala, the kind I normally wouldn't bother attending. But a friend convinced me to go. Said it was good for networking."

And by that- I mean everything! So far, I have gotten a response from every single one of his colleagues, except for one who I have no idea whether he will be joining us or not. I hope he does because I have heard he was Ricky's second best friend in school before Zane became his beta. He's also an alpha, but I get it if he doesn't come because his pack is really far from us. We made the last arrangements, checked every detail, and waited for Ricky to get out of his office as the guests began to arrive. I greeted everyone with a huge smile as each guest from our neighboring pack and friends of Ricky began arriving.

I have always liked Ricky that was the reason why I couldn't stay away even when dad had forced me to. Ricky was not only my best friend but he was my confidant my safe space and the only one who understood my plight and didn't judge me. He was the only one who made friendship look so easy and that was the reason why we clicked so suddenly. And to think that we became friends because he had caught me wandering into his mother's flowers bed. I still remember it as though it were yesterday. He just never gets old with that boy.

DAVIAN'S POV "Congratulations, brother. Who knew you would finally tie the knot" My best friend, Ricardo, clasped my shoulder in a firm grip as his lips stretched in a mocking smirk. Ricardo and I have been friends longer than I can remember. We grew up globes alert but our families had close ties with each other which forced us to be in each other's spaces. With the world we lived in, close friends were rare but we would take a bullet for the other.

He knew the decision to stay away from Jordan was the best, but the feelings didn't go away easily. The next morning, Ricky sat with Gama at a café, discussing their work. However, Ricky seemed uninspired, his gaze blank and often lost in thought. Gama, who noticed the change in his friend's attitude, finally asked. "Ricky, you don't look like your usual self. What's wrong?" asked Gama in a concerned tone. Ricky sighed long, looking down at his coffee cup before answering. "I met someone yesterday. A very beautiful woman." Gama raised his eyebrows, intrigued by Ricky's story. "A woman? Who is she?"

Guess this was the reason I kept getting my head jammed in work problems, always trying to tackle them. Then a knock came in on the door. Barbara, I thought sighing. “I told you I.…” “Told me what?” Royce voice sounded after he pushed the door back and stepped in. Royce was my business partner, and apparently my best friend since we were kids but to me, I had only known him for year since I woke up from coma. We have picture evidence from when we were kids which was the only way to show our friendship. “Did you yell at Babara again?” He asked, chuckling as he stepped in.

he remarked, smiling. "That's encouraging. Best friends should not quarrel, particularly because we are fortunate to still have someone we care about. Take nothing for granted." We both become quiet for a while as he mulls over something. He then talked once more. "So... now that I've corrected my attitude issue, what do we do about Ricky's?"