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Chapter 2

I woke up strangely at peace with myself. I was smiling. And then all of the sudden, I realized where I was. I sat straight up. Ezra was looking at me strangely.

"I was wondering when you would wake up," I shook my head, not wanting to hear anything, just to catch up on everything.

"Do my parents know I'm over here?" I asked.

"Yeah, I called your dad and explained that we came back here to watch a movie. I told him you fell asleep and that you would be home as soon as you woke up. He seemed kind of miffed but he said okay." That took care of only one of my problems. I also shortly realized that my clothes were strewn everywhere around the room. I looked up at Ezra. He must've put on boxers when he got up. I, on the other hand, had nothing on but his navy blue cotton sheet. I smiled up at him, oddly embarrassed.

"Um, could I borrow something to change into?" He chuckled and began searching through his dresser for something for me to wear. He finally came up with a white v-neck and a pair of plaid boxer shorts. I laughed. "You deliberately picked out something sexy for me, didn't you?" I questioned playfully as he placed the clothes on the bed. He nodded yes. I took the sheet along with me as I began to get dressed.

Ezra suddenly crossed the room and took my face in his hands. Looking me over once, he kissed me ever so gently. We began to kiss in sync and I opened my mouth, egging him on. He slipped his tongue in my mouth and I loved every moment of it. I bit down on his bottom lip, which I now knew drove him crazy. He smiled against my lips and pulled away, still smiling.

"I'm going to get breakfast started. Just come out whenever you're ready," Ezra said as he slid out of the room. I found my clothes and put on the underwear and bra and then put on the white shirt and Ezra's boxers. I decided I would help him out by at least making the bed. I laid my clothes on the now nicely made bed and tiptoed out to the kitchen.

He was standing at the stove, flipping what smelled like pancakes. I came silently behind him, hugging him around his bare waist. I felt him jump slightly and then relax. I slid onto the counter to better observe what Ezra was making.

"It's almost ready," he commented as he flipped the last pancake onto a plate. I walked over to the table and sat down. He put the plate down and slid a plate over to me. He had already put the butter and syrup on the table.

I grabbed a few and dug in. I realized what I had been meaning to ask him for a while.

"Did you like it?" I was blushing bright red. I looked up in time to see the question trigger in his mind.

"I- yeah, of course I liked it. Why would you have that kind of doubt?" He replied, setting down his fork to look at me. Now I was on the spot.

"I just wanted to make sure that you liked it, and that I…" my throat caught.

"That you what?" he inquired, looking concerned.

"That I did everything okay. You know… that you liked it," I was almost dying in the awkwardness of it all.

"Of course Aria, I loved it. Why would you have any doubts?" He looked really concerned. "Are you asking because you didn't like it?" He looked bewildered now.

"No! Trust me, I loved it. It's going to be hard to hide what we did last night to my parents, I'm so happy. I just wanted to make sure you liked it." I picked up my fork and ate another bite of pancakes.

"Aria, that was the greatest night of my life, hands down. It made me realize just how much I love you," I smiled and then remembered another question I had.

"Not to put you on the spot or anything, but that wasn't the first time for either of us, was it?" I knew, in the pit of my stomach, the answer.

"No, it wasn't. But last night meant more to me than any of the other nights ever did." He looked visibly uncomfortable.

"Thank you, Ezra," I said after a few moments of silence. "Thank you for last night, thank you for the pancakes. Thank you for being honest," I said.

"You're welcome," he replied as he stood up and took my plate to the sink. I took the syrup and butter and put them away. Then I resumed my place on the counter.

"I'm going to call Hanna and see if she can bring me a change of clothes. Is that okay? If she stops by the apartment?" None of my friends had ever been to the apartment but during one particularly boring sleepover they had insisted we drive by.

"Yeah. That would be fine. You can take a shower if you need to," he added as he began scrubbing the second plate. "And I ran out of coffee yesterday so we can stop and get some before you head home." I nodded and took my phone off of the counter and dialed Hanna's number.

She picked up immediately, of course. "So how did your date go?" were the first words out of her mouth.

"Hanna, I'll tell you later but can you stop by his apartment with a pair of jeans and a pair of flip flops and maybe some concealer," I rattled off.

"Yeah, sure. But only if you tell me all about it." Of course she would hold it ransom.

"I will later tonight, Han. You can sleep over and everything." I heard her girly squeals of delight before she hung up.

"Does she know where I live or something?" Ezra nearly demanded.

"Oh, but of course. Every girl at Rosewood Day knows where the former Mr. Ezra- Sexy pants- Fitz lives," he looked all but pleased. "I was just kidding. No… actually, they ordered I show them where you live a few weeks ago for some reason. It was a sleepover dare." Knowing the truth made him much happier.

"I have a toothbrush to spare and like I said, you can take a shower." He began walking down the small hallway to his bathroom. "If you don't mind, I'm going to hop in and take a shower," Ezra said as he turned on the tap. I got a text from Hanna saying she was here. I told her she could come up, preparing for her reaction.

I let Hanna in and the look on her face said it all.

"Dude, it's just his apartment," was all I said.

"But still," she commented. "I brought you my favorite jeans and a pair of flip flops…you can keep them…and the MAC concealer, mascara, some unused deodorant I had and a body mist." She put the large duffle bag on the couch. "And by the way, he gave you a love bite." I blushed. There was a long moment of silence

"So, where is he?" she asked, looking around.

"Shower," I choked out. Her eyes nearly popped out of her head.

"All I can say, Aria, is that you're one lucky girl." I laughed and out of the corner of my eye saw Ezra step out of the bathroom with nothing but his boxers on. Great.

"Aria," Ezra called, coming down the hallway. He stopped when he saw Hanna. "Oh, hi, Hanna. I didn't know you were here." I saw Hanna blush a deep red.

"Well, I'll just leave you two. I'll talk to you later Aria." She clicked the door shut slowly a few moments later.

"Anyways," Ezra sighed, "the shower is all yours. If you don't mind, though, I'm going to shave and whatnot while you're showering." I nodded, heading towards the bathroom. He stopped short of the door.

"It's not like you've never seen me naked," I reminded him, beckoning him to come in. He reluctantly came in behind me and shut the door behind him. The bathroom was set up so that if you were standing at the long counter, you could see the shower and bathtub through the mirror. And of course, the plastic shower curtain was a clear shower curtain with SAT words interspersed throughout the curtain. Leave it to the English teacher to have an SAT shower curtain.

I stripped down and stepped into the shower. He had my favorite Axe scented shampoo and conditioner, Lure Just Soft. He, of course, had Axe Music shower gel. I was going to smell like Ezra Fitz. All. Day. Long. And that sounded wonderful. I looked out of the shower curtain to see Ezra staring at me as I was washing my hair. He smiled and I smiled back. I washed out the lather of shampoo and conditioner and began to lather up the shower gel all over my body. I could see Ezra at war with himself.

I finished up and shut off the water. I stepped out of the shower and saw the towel rack a few steps away. I dried off and by the time I was done, Ezra was finished too. He went to his bedroom as I put back on his white V-neck and Hanna's dark wash boyfriend jeans. By the time he came back and sat on the counter, I was applying the deodorant and body mist to cover a bit of the masculine smell. I then took the concealer, dabbed it on my face, and applied some mascara. I brushed my teeth with the borrowed toothbrush, then turned to face Ezra.

"Beautiful as ever. And you can keep the shirt; it looks much sexier on you than it did on me." I grinned and we walked out of the apartment hand in hand.

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