The One Where Ross Got High Novels & Stories

There was a long silence on the other end of the line. Ross and I had met at work in Ameesia. We had encountered all kinds of problems a couple would in our five years of dating, but we had never mentioned breaking up. Ross seemed unable to comprehend what I had just said. After a pause, he asked, "Do you even know what you're saying?" I softly replied, "I do." Just then, Laurel Elledge's voice came through the phone. "Ross, can you help me find some painkillers? I think I might have a fever."

“It’s only the beginning of a good life, Mrs. Denver.” The evening went on smoothly as we dined under the stars on the upper deck. The candlelights flickered between us, and the sound of the stream brought out sweet melodies. After dinner, we had an intense lovemaking session until Jess could no longer feel her body move. Her tiredness made me chuckle as I covered her up in some sheets and made my way outside to enjoy the rest of the night. But as I stepped out of the door leading to the upper deck, I felt a cold metal pointed at my head.

Qualified in assassination without leaving evidence, Victor was a tall and athletic man who was addicted to cocaine. Clearing his throat Victor awkwardly replied,"Boss, I think it was Mr Caspar Mcadam's deed. He threatened the chairman that he would kill any man around you." "Oh that madman!" I punched the table in frustration and crushed the wine glass in my other hand. The pieces of glass pierced through my skin and my members panicked by seeing my bleeding hand. Victor and Maria rushed towards me, kneeling down Maria started taking out the pieces of glass from my palm while Victor wiped off my bleeding blood with his handkerchief.

" Kel said. "Yeah, mum would not like that." Stacey said with a chuckle. The private plane was prepared and Mr Ross and his daughter flew home to Califonia. ****** At the Ross residence. Avery woke up feeling really uncomfortable. She felt like she was being squeezed on her bed. She sat up on her bed and saw her two sisters sleeping next to her. What the hell where they doing here she wondered. They had there own rooms. What is wrong with these grown up women. As Avery wondered all this she had an idea and with a smile she pushed her sisters off the bed.

No way would he ever question his Boss. ====================================== “Mr Richards please calm down, you been in an accident!” Grace was saying to a very drunk man. A party bus had been hit and this man had been drinking all of the night. “Nurse, we are going to have to restrain him!” Grace said and the nurse nodded. Just as she tried to restrain his arm, she felt a left hook right on her cheek. Grace went flying into an IV Line stand. She fell badly and felt a crack in her ribs.

Seeing his expression fall, Ross couldn’t help but ask, “You don’t want a baby?” “What! Are you crazy? God, I already love that baby. But…If only I weren't intoxicated…” he trailed, slumping on the bed and rubbing his face. “You started drinking again?!” Ross questioned, only for Amaan to frown and stare at his friend like he lost his mind, “fucking no! Wasn’t it you who told me my drink was spiked the night we had our meet-up?” Ross pursed his lips, “Looks like you lost the basic understanding of how to use your phone.”

Chapter 187: Meet the Movie Star Christopher picked up his glass of chardonnay and looked expectantly at Ross, who drummed his fingertips on the bar before he stood. "Fine," he sighed. "Let's go meet the movie star. Because this night couldn't get any more surreal." Ross and Christopher began making their way across the room. Anna tried to keep up, but with every step, she felt like she was walking on glass. "Slow down boys, I'm not moving so fast tonight."

she said awkwardly and quickly left the office. Charles chuckled. A message popped on his phone and he took it to take a glance at it. His expression changed when he saw the news that just came up. Alberto del Rosa and his lover Stephanie McKenna just returned from Paris, they're currently at the airport. "Now, it's Alberto?" He chuckled darkly but that turned to an angry expression. "I wonder how this is gonna last," he muttered. **** Hailey was busy checking some files when the intercom buzzed loudly. She sighs before picking it up.

He says and I expect Samuel to blow a gasket or at least back down. But instead he smirks, almost like he's holding back a laugh and he says; “Seems average.” I was stunned before I refuted, “I'm happy with him. You know some of us don't need the high and mighty type.” I add. Right at that moment, Ross's Maybach came to a halt in front of the restaurant. That marked the end of the silent war between the three of them. Ross opened the back door of his car before he helped me get in.

Three years of no friends, three years of only Noah throwing insults at me. Jess frowns as she looks at me—again. Digging up some of my old flair, I paste on a big smile, catch the arm of a passing waitress, and order a round of drinks for the table: a shot of tequila for me, prosecco for Madame President, and a Guinness for Connor. The other guys decline my offer. Maybe they’re still wary of me, but I barely notice. My senses are heightened and taut, tight as a wire as I try to keep one eye on the door and one on my friends, hoping I look casual and not anxious.