Disclaimer: I don't own PLL.

A/N: Hi everyone! Thanks for the reviews. I didn't find time last night to update so today while I was on my lunch break at work I wrote another chapter for both my stories. So if they seem rushed, it's because I wrote two chapters in under an hour...

It's currently 1.00am and I cannot be bothered to proof read because I have to be up early tomorrow to get assignments done. But I wanted to update what I wrote for you guys. Enjoy and please review :)

Chapter Eleven

"Nah uh. No way."

"Oh come on. Please Aria, I'm desperate." I sigh and divert my eyes away from Ezra's begging.

Don't cave Aria. Stay strong.

He moves forward and traps my face with his hands, "Please."

His breath blows across my face and I sigh.

"Fine. But you owe me."

He lets a big smile cover his face before leaning in and kissing me.

"That's ok. I've got a surprise for you later."

"Oh?" I reply raising an eyebrow and running my hand down his chest to his waist.

He laughs and grabs my hand softly, "Not that kind of surprise. Although that can certainly be arranged." He winks at me before giving me one last kiss while I giggle against his lips.

"I can't believe you called me here for this. You said it was an emergency." I taunt with a smile on my face.

"It is, she wouldn't stop yelling and crying. I was going insane. I was seriously about to pull my hair out" He whines at me.

"Oh, and we can't have that. What else would I pull on when we're having s-"

"Aria. Young ears."

"Oh right." I say turning towards the little girl staring at us with interest. I crouch down in front of her, "Hey sweetie, I'm Aria."

"You're pretty." She replies with an adorable smile.

"I like her," I tell Ezra, nodding.

"This is my niece Emma. I'm on babysitter duty tonight for my brother."

"Uh huh, and why was she crying?" I ask with raised eye brows.

"I don't know," Ezra shrugs helplessly.

"Did you feed her?"

"Yes."

"I'm bored," she cuts me off before I can question Ezra further.

"Oh really?" I ask while tickling her stomach, she laughs and squirms around trying to get away.

"And how old are you Miss Emma?" I ask with a kind smile.

"This many," she states proudly while holding out four fingers.

"Oh," I gasp, "You're a big girl."

"Does she have some toys or something here?" I ask Ezra.

"I don't know," he shrugs again.

"Well did she come with say, oh I don't know, a backpack?" I ask with a smart mouth.

He shrugs once more and I shake my head while rolling my eyes.

"Uncle Ezra is silly, Em." I lean forward and tickle her stomach again, smiling at her childish giggle.

I rise from my crouched position and scan the room, my eyes land on something behind the couch and I make my way over.

"Is this yours Ezra?" I ask with a smirk, holding up a pink and purple'Hannah Montana' backpack.

"No."

"Then I'm guessing its Emma's, ok let's see what we have here." I open the sipper and peer inside; some barbies, books and DVD's.

"Ok honey, what do you feel like doing? Reading? Playing with your dolls? DVD?" I ask while making my way back over to her.

"I vote for reading," Ezra chimes.

I roll my eyes, "Of course you do, because you're not biased or anything Mr English Professor."

Emma giggles loudly again before exclaiming, "DVD!"

I smile and pull out the choices, "OK we have,"

"Hannah Montana!" She yells out with excitement before I can list the choices.

I smile before tapping her nose lightly with my right pointer finger before lifting her up and setting her on the couch before making my way over to the DVD player and inserting the disc.

Once I press play and adjust the volume I signal for Ezra to follow me into the kitchen.

"Babysitting duty?"

"Yep." He sighs loudly while glancing at a smiling Emma and back to me again.

"And you called me because?" I ask trying to coax information out of him.

"I thought you could help," he shrugs at me once more.

"Why?" I ask with curiosity.

"Because you're a girl." I gasp and narrow my eyes.

"And you're a sexist ass."

"Aria." He hisses at me while glancing over at Emma.

"Oh relax; she's not paying attention to us. She's got all of her attention on Miley Cyrus. Chill."

"How do you know?" he replies disbelievingly.

"Emma, honey!" I exclaim loudly, "see?"

I ask Ezra while rolling my eyes.

He moves forward and wraps his arms around my waist, "I'm sorry for my sexist comment, I was just struggling. I didn't know who else to call, I'm glad you came though."

"I'll always come when you need me," I reply without thinking.

"You're going to make an amazing mum," Ezra tells me while leaning forward and placing a gentle kiss on my lips.

We make our way to the couch and sit down next to Emma watching the movie.

"Ok Emmy, time for bed." Ezra tells her whilst picking her up and spinning her around, I laugh as she lets out a round of giggles.

"No! I wanna stay up with Aria!" She protests.

"I'll still be here in the morning," I tell her trying to convince her to go to bed.

"Come on, let's go brush your teeth and get you in your PJ's and I'll read you a story. Ok?" I suggest holding out my hand.

"Ok." She runs to my side and grabs my hand.


I wake up in the morning to the sun shining through the apartment; I groan and cover my eyes with the blanket.

"Morning," I hear Ezra's groggy voice.

I groan in response before muttering, "too early."

He leans over places a small kiss on my lips, "go back to sleep then beautiful."

I smile at him before popping myself up on my elbow and reaching my left hand down to trace Emma's sleeping face.

"She's precious, Ezra."

"I know. She's never going to grow up. Or date. Ever." I laugh quietly trying not to wake her up.

"Ezra. Be realistic." He just shakes his head and I laugh again.

I lean in for another kiss before falling back into a deep slumber my arms wrapped around Emma who was laying between us on his bed.


"So..." I bite my lip suggestively as I approach Ezra who had just walked back in from dropping Emma off at her parents.

I reach him and wrap my arms around his neck, "Where's my 'thank you'?" I ask while rising on my toes to kiss him deeply. He responds by pushing his tongue into my waiting mouth and lifting me up so my legs are wrapped around his waist.

He walks us over to the bed, never once breaking our kiss and gently lowers me onto the bed. I pull away and grab the hem of his shirt and pull it over his head, before pulling my own shirt off. I reach down for his jeans and undo those and he kicks those off.

I reach my hand towards his boxers when he stops them, and raises them above my head. His hands then reach for my jeans and pull those off, followed by my panties.

He attaches his lips to mine hungrily and his hands reach around for my bra, he unhooks it with ease and slips it off. His mouth automatically falls to my left boob, his tongue running around it before he sucks harshly on the exposed skin. His right hand goes to my entrance and he thrusts two fingers in, whilst his mouth moves to my right boob sucking down and then biting roughly.

I feel myself getting close and I moan out his name in need, he moves his head down to my entrance and thrusts his tongue inside while his finger tugs my clit. He removes his tongue and trails it teasingly along my opening before thrusting back in. It doesn't take much more for me to cum.

I move to roll us over when Ezra pins my hands above my head again, "I need you. Now." He demands in my ear before reaching for a condom.

I free my hands and take it from him, ripping the wrapper open with my teeth and rolling it onto his hard cock.

He moves towards my entrance and wastes no time before pushing into me, his hands flying to my boobs and his mouth forcing itself on mine with need.

I groan when I taste myself on his lips, and I bite down on his tongue as his thrusts become deeper.

I reach down with my right hand and rub my clit while my left hand clutches at the hairs on the nape of his neck, pulling him closer.

I contract my walls around his cock and smile into the kiss, as he groans from the sensation.

After a few more deep thrusts we cum together moaning each other's name.

He rolls off me and discards the condom, "Damn, Professor Fitz. You've got skill." I exclaim breathlessly.

He chuckles before placing a soft kiss on my sweaty forehead.

"So where's this surprise?" I ask once we regain our breathing.

"You're not getting it yet," I pout at him and he lets out a groan.

"Stop it. You know I can't resist that." He leans in to kiss away my pout before groaning once more and rolling out of bed.

"Fine." He sighs and makes his way over to his desk to retrieve the surprise; he makes his way back to the bed and climbs in handing me a white envelope.

"An envelope?" I gasp, "Just what I've always wanted. How'd you know?"

"Aria, just open the envelope." I giggle at his eye roll before tearing open the envelope.

I let a radiant smile cross my face as my eyes roam the paper in front of me.

"Seriously?" I ask Ezra, hoping for a yes.

"Yes gorgeous. You, me and a romantic weekend away in New York." He leans in to kiss me and I deepen it automatically.

"No interruptions, just us." I reply with a smile before rolling on top of him and give him a searing kiss.

A/N: I hope you liked it, please review and let me know. I'll try and update Sunday, but if not I will on Monday night. :)