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Chapter Four

My happy demeanour didn't last long. Realisation kicked in and told me that they were probably just having a lovers tiff. This upset me more, because we all know that make up sex is more passionate. Damn it. Why is every thought of mine about sex lately? I'm not usually like this, I swear.

I made my way into the kitchen and started gathering supplies to make myself a peanut butter sandwich. Before I can even take my first bite I'm rudely interrupted by none other than the bitch herself. She gives me a fowl look, flicks her hair and makes her way to the fridge and helps herself to a bottle of water. Can I not even eat a sandwich in peace in my own kitchen anymore? Ok well it's not technically my kitchen, but its more mine than hers.

She turns to me and lets that stupid smirk slide onto her face. All I want to do it wipe it off, with a backhand across the face. "I hope we weren't too loud" She sends a sly wink my way and moves toward the exit. I feel anger well in my veins and the beginnings of tears spring to my eyes. Bitch.

I recompose myself in time for Ezra to enter the kitchen. I give him a tight lipped smile and move towards the sink to rinse my place. "Hi Aria, how are you?" Scoff.

Please, like you care, "Fine."

"Are you... okay?" he asks with concern.

"Yep" I pop the 'p'. I reach for the dish cloth and start to wipe the plate before placing it back in its respective place. I make my way towards the exit, blatantly ignoring Ezra. He catches my arm and spins me towards to him, caught off guard I stumble forward and into his chest. I feel his masculine arms circle my waist to help steady me.

I risk a glance at his face and the intensity of his stare stops me in my tracks and my breath catches in my throat. It's then that he lets his smirk appear at my obvious pleasure in the embrace, and I remember that I'm upset with him. I shrug out of his arms, and exit. I instantly miss his warm arms and the sparks I felt when we touched. I've heard of them before but never believed in them...

I fall backwards onto the couch with a heavy sigh and reach for the remote, and switch the TV to E! News to see the current goss on the celebs. I hear his footsteps coming towards me and I use my full attention to ensure I don't give him any satisfaction. He comes forward, lifts my feet, sits down and places my feet back into his lap.

Five minutes pass before I spare him a glance. He's starting intently at me. Now that he's got my attention, he takes the chance to ask me what's wrong again. I roll my hazel eyes and focus back on the TV.

Before I can even register what is happening, he curls his fingers around my ankles and yanks me forward until my butt is touching his tights. I sit up in shock and stare at him. He slowly leans forward, and he whisper in my ear so softly I struggled to hear.

"I know what's wrong" He then places a soft kiss below my right ear. Against my will, I let loose a shiver from his sweet breath blowing on my neck. He places a kiss on the side of my neck and I feel his smirk against my silky smooth skin. He's getting too much pleasure and satisfaction from the reactions he's evoking. He needs to be put in his place. Just as I was about to do just that he utters the words I never expected him to. "You're jealous," his smooth chuckle fills my ears and makes me smile.

"I'm what?" I let out my harmonious giggle and turn my head to face him. I see the sparkle in his eyes and can't help but get lost in them.

"Of Jackie" He states in a 'duh' tone.

My smile instantly falls; I move to swing my legs down and onto the floor. Before I can blink his hands are clutching my feet and trapping me there.

"I turn you on," smug dick. I'll show you.

I raise my left eyebrow as I free my legs and reposition myself so I'm straddling him. I smirk at his shocked expression.

I slowly lean forward, and whisper seductively in his ear "No honey, I turn you on."

I grind down on his hard member. I let loose a small giggle "See?"

I lean in towards his lips, and his eyes are instantly drawn to my pink lips. I lick them and smirk at his response. He starts to lean forward to meet me in the middle, when his lips are mere millimetres from mine I pull back, jump off his lap and make my way towards the stairs.

I cast a look back over my left shoulder and let out a loud laugh at his shocked and frustrated expression. Looks like I win round one.

Aria – 1, Ezra – 0

I reached for the fridge handle to grab out a bottle of water, while singing loudly to Katy Perry's 'Last Friday Night'. I dance around to the other side of the kitchen waving my iPod in one hand and my bottle of water in the other. I catch a glimpse of something in the corner of my eye and it takes me all of two seconds to realise it's not something but someone.

I quickly snatch the earbuds out of my ears and divert my attention anywhere but where Ezra is standing. I give into my resolve and look in his direction when I hear two laughs. It's then I realise he's not alone.

I fight back the blush threatening to escape. I cannot let him win. I flash them both a smile, clear my throat and reach for my clutch sitting on the kitchen table.

"Right, thanks again for watching Toby tonight. I'm off. Have fun boys."

"Where are you going?" Ezra asks with curiosity.

"Out." I reply as Hardy slowly steps forward, "Seems like I'm gonna have to introduce myself. I'm Hardy, nice to meet you."

I reach for his outstretched hand, "Aria, nice meet you too. Now if you'll excuse me I'm lat-"

I'm cut off by my ring tone coming from my black clutch. I roll my eyes as I reach for my phone.

"Hey Spence, I'm just about to leave now." I say into the phone already knowing who it is.

"You're late" she replies curtly.

"I am not that late, this is a record for me. Besides I couldn't exactly leave a seven year old here alone."

"What dress did you decide on?" she asks with enthusiasm, dropping the subject of my lateness.

"You're gonna see me in like ten minutes Spence."

"Aria..."

"The red strapless one. Happy now?"

"ohhh bet you look HOT! Is he there? Has anything else happened? DETAILS!"

"Spence, chill. I'll be there soon. Oh and there better be a beer waiting for me." Spencers laugh echoes through the phone and makes a smile appear on my face.

"Ok ok, fine. Love you." She finally gives in.

"Love you too babe. Bye." I let a small giggle fall from my lips as I push the end call button and place my phone back in my purse. I can feel Ezra's stare burn a hole through the side of my head at my latest reply. I hide my smile.

"Later boys. Try not to break anything." Hardy rolls his eyes at my condescending tone.

Ezra may think I missed the look of jealousy flash across his face as I walked out of the room, but I didn't.

Round two wasn't nearly as thrilling as the first but; Aria - 2, Ezra – 0.

I could get use to this.

A/N: Nothing much happened in this chapter but if you all review Aria and Ezra will get hot and heavy next chapter ;) haha Thanks again for reading!