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Chapter 15:
Aria POV:

Words could not describe how enraged I was at Jackie. There's a line crossed when you kissed another girl's love, and then another line crossed when you call her daughter a brat. My hand lashed out in an immediate reaction, creating a hard smack on her cheek.

"What the hell," she screamed. Thank god Ezra lived in midtown where there was always some noise and never completely quiet.

I couldn't contain myself anymore. I demanded that Jackie leave, and she did so. I closed the door and my tears started to fall. Ezra took me into his arms and pressed a few kisses into my hair, an almost reassuring gesture that everything would be alright. I looked back up at him, and finally realizing what I wanted and needed, pressed my lips to his.

The kiss started off soft, almost like a whisper. My lips ghosted over his and I pulled away looking into his eyes. After a few moments, Ezra took my face gently in his hands and I felt his warm breath fan onto my face. He leaned down to capture my lips with his once again, except this time it was tender and romantic. I brought my hands up to around his neck and he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer, deepening the kiss. We pulled back, just for air and then our lips met together once again. After a few more minutes, we both finally pulled away. An apparent smile grew across my face, and once I opened my eyes, I noticed a similar expression on Ezra's face.

I brought my hand up to graze his cheek and push back some hair off his forehead. He brought his lips down to kiss away the small traces of left over tears on my face and then brushed the stray hairs out of my face.

I looked around at our surrounding, almost not believing the surreal moment. Here we were, standing in the middle of his foyer, only a single light casting a shadow from the living room. I emitted an almost giddy sounding giggle and Ezra smiled, leaning down to brush his nose with my own.

"I love you," I said.

"Aria," he breathed. "You have no idea how long I've waited to hear that. And get that kiss."

"Me too. It seemed as though every time we came close, we were deterred and I thought..."

I was distracted by Ezra's lips hovering above my own. They came down to my own to silence me in a soft peck.

"I've been waiting for that kiss for 6 years," he whispered. "Enough talking," he said once again caressing my lips with his.

I woke up the next morning to Ezra placing a kiss in the crook of my neck. I opened my eyes, and took in my surroundings. I was in Ezra's room cuddled with him under the soft white bedding.

'Wait...did we...' I thought, looking down to see myself fully clothed in some pajamas I left here in the guest room. Phew! I mean, not that I wouldn't love to...well...but not quite yet. Plus, Clara was in the other room.

I turned around, and pressed my face into his chest, fighting his attempts to wake me up.

"Aria, love? Time to get up."

"No," I replied stubbornly.

"Aria, if you get up, I'll kiss you," he bribed me. I shot up and looked at him lazily. "Ah ha! See, it still works from when you were in high school."

"Oh, shut up. You'd kiss me, even if it wasn't a bribe."

"That's right," he said, leaning down to catch my lips softly. "But, we have something to tell Clara, don't we?"

"Oh! Right," I said, springing out of the bed. I tripped and fell on the way to Clara's room, which earned a laugh from Ezra.

"You do know what this means, don't you," I asked him.

"What?"

"It means that because you laughed, I've deemed you as my personal 'catcher'. You now have to catch me whenever I trip or fall," I laughed. Ezra came over to pick me up. "Don't worry," he said. "No matter what, I'll always be there to catch you."

I gave him a kiss on the cheek, as we opened the door to Clara's room. Clara was already up, and getting out of her bed.

"Oh! Mommy! Daddy! I was just going to see you," she exclaimed as she ran over and hugged my leg.

"Hi hun! Did you sleep well," I asked, picking her up.

"Yup! I had this dream, that well...you wouldn't want to hear it," she said blushing.

"No, go ahead, Baby. We'd love to hear," said a smiling Ezra.
"Well, we were at a wedding. It was Auntie Hanna's. She was telling me all about her and Lucas yesterday. I was the flower-girl and wore this really pretty pink dress with a huge flower. And before the wedding party ended, Auntie Hanna threw her bouquet. And you, Mommy," she said pointing to me, "caught it. And then you, Daddy, got down on one knee and asked Mommy to marry you."

Ezra and I looked at each other and laughed. "Well, pumpkin, I'm sure you'll love to hear the surprise Daddy and I have for you," I said.

"OOOH! What is it? It is puppy?"

"Nope," said Ezra.

"A baby sister?"

I grew wide eyed. "No, honey. I don't think that will be happening for awhile.

"Then what is it," Clara whined.

"You'll find out after breakfast."

"Fine," said Clara pouting.

We took her downstairs and I started to make chocolate chip pancakes and gave Ezra the simple task of cutting strawberries to put on top.

"Why won't you let me cook? I took classes," he whined.

"Sorry hun, but pancakes are my specialty. I can't risk one of them getting burned," I laughed.

Throughout our cooking, Clara kept popping from the living room asking "Can you pleasee tell me now?" Ezra or I would only answer with a laugh, and Clara would leave the room defeated.

I had finally finished and got everything laid out on plates and Ezra went to get Clara. She can running in and climbed into her chair.

"Ok. You have to tell me now. It's breakfast."

"But, Clara, sweetheart. We said after breakfast," teased Ezra.

"Daddyyy. Please," she begged giving her puppy dog pout.

"Ezra, I don't think it's fair to tease her any longer. Clara, you're Daddy and I-"

"Are getting married? I knew it," Clara interrupted.

"No sweetie. We got back together," I said.

"You mean that you gave into the crushes you had on each other and are now boyfriend and girlfriend?"

"Yes, sweetie. We're...boyfriend and girlfriend," said Ezra, who had a huge smile on his face.

"Mommy, you make Daddy very happy. Look at his smile," said Clara, pointing to Ezra's face.

"Daddy makes me very happy too," I said taking Ezra's hand. We continued to eat breakfast in a comfortable silence until the phone rang, which Ezra went to get.

"Hello? Oh yes, hi Mrs. Bernet. Call you Violette. Ok. Hmm...let me ask her," said Ezra, setting aside the phone. "Clara," he asked. "Marie would like to have a playdate with you. Do you want Mommy and I to drop you off?"

"Of course I want to go. Marie is my best friend, Daddy."

"Ok," Ezra laughed and picked up the phone again. "Hi. Violette? Clara said she'd love to. Does 10 a.m. sound good? Alright, perfect. We'll see you then."

"Clara, baby, you should go get dressed. You need to be at Marie's in 45 minutes."

Clara sprung out of her chair to go ready upstairs.

"I'd better go with her to do her hair," I said, setting my plate in the sink.

"Alright, I'll wash the dishes and get ready. After we drop her off, do you want to spend the rest of the day together?" said Ezra giving me a kiss.

"I'd love to."

15 minutes later, I had Clara dressed in a black and white striped tee shirt, that tied at the side, Minnetonka boots, and these adorable acid wash skinny jeans. I pulled her hair up into a high ponytail, and then got myself dressed in the simple jeans and loose tee shirt I had on from last night.

"Daddy! We're ready," called Clara as we came down from the stairs. Ezra met us there, dressed in simple black jeans, converse, and a light blue v-neck sweater, that I might add, clung to him, showing off his defined chest muscles. (all outfits will be on profile) I think Ezra and I may need to have a gym date sometime in the near future.

We hailed a taxi and gave the driver Marie's address. She lived uptown, almost in the Upper East Side. Ezra stayed in the taxi, while I brought Clara up to the front of their townhouse to ring the door bell. A few minutes later, we were greeted by a woman with fire like red hair. She looked to be about Ezra's age, maybe a little older.

"You must be Mrs. Fitz," she said in a bright tone.

"Erm, yes. But please, call me Aria," I said.

"That's a beautiful name. I'm Violette, and you," she said leaning down to Clara's height, "must be Clara."

"Yes. I am. I'm Clara Grace Fitz. It's nice to meet you," said Clara sticking her hand out to Violette.

"It's very nice to meet you to, Clara. Marie's waiting inside. Here's my home number in case you need to call" said Violette ushering Clara through the door and handing me a piece of monogrammed stationary.

"Wait! I have to say goodbye to my mommy," said Clara, racing back out to where I stood.

"I love you, pumpkin. Be a good girl."

"Love you, Mommy," said Clara who raced back inside to find Marie.

"My husband or myself will be around to pick her up around, well, is 5 good," I asked.

"It's perfect. It was nice to meet you Aria."

"Same to you Violette," I said hurrying back down to the waiting taxi.

I climbed in next to Ezra. "Just to let you know," I warned him. "Violette thinks we're married."

"That's perfectly fine with me," said Ezra. I leaned up and kissed him.

"We also have to stop at my apartment. I need to shower and change before we can do anything today. I feel gross. Ugh," I said making a face.

"You look beautiful to me," said Ezra.

"Now you're just sucking up," I laughed. I quickly gave my address to the taxi driver and we sped off.

"So, this is it! Please, feel free to make yourself at home," I said to Ezra as we entered my apartment.

"It's very, you. I like it," he said smiling.

"Thanks. Hanna and Spencer helped me paint it. I'm going to hop in the shower and get dressed"

"Do you want any company for your first task," he asked seductively.

I laughed and placed my hand on his chest. "Not yet," I said kissing him and prancing off to pick out my clothes and into the bathroom.

I came back out 45 minutes later to find Ezra sitting on my bed scrutinizing a small piece of paper. The TV was on, but he didn't seem to pay any attention.

"What's that," I asked coming over the sit beside him. It was the picture that I had hidden of our date at the art gallery in Philly all those years ago.

"You've kept it all this time," he asked.

"Yes. It's one of my favorites. I think I have the one we took with bags over our heads somewhere around here too," I laughed.

"Come here," he said, wrapping his arms around my waist. "I love you," he whispered, giving me a kiss. I pulled away and breathed out, "I love you too."

I stood up off the bed and grabbed his hand. "Come one, Mr. Lazy. I know you would rather keep me trapped in this apartment all day and have me all to yourself, but let's go out!"

Ezra got up and his eyes raked over my body. "You look pretty," he said motioning to my attire which was one of my favorite floral printed dresses and knee high leather boots.

"Flattery may get you brownie points, Mr. Fitz, but it won't get me to stay in my apartment all day. Let's go!"

We walked to New York Public Library, hand in hand. I relished the fact that he big warm hand was encasing my own small one as we walked. Although 6 years later, I felt such relief to be able to be out in the open. We could hold hands, kiss in restaurants, see movies, go to parks, hear author's at a book reading, and do normal couple things without worry. I looked up at Ezra's face and smiled.

We went into the massive library. No matter how many times I've been here, it always astounds me to see so many books. It was almost like my own personal heaven. I think Ezra and I spent a good 2 and a half hours, scouring the enormous place, and teasing each other at our book choices.

"Pride and Prejudice? Didn't you read that at least 3 times during your junior year," said Ezra.

"It's my favorite. You don't see me teasing you about the four different copes of To Kill a Mocking Bird, do you?"

"No comment."

As they day wore on, Ezra and I stopped at a little cafe to grab some lunch and we went to Central Park to read. We found a perfect spot under a tree and sat down. His back was against the tree trunk and I was cuddled underneath his arm. I read for a little bit, and fell asleep snuggled into his side. I was woken up an hour later by Ezra.

"Aria? Love? Violette called. Clara is going to sleep over Marie's. Violette said Clara borrow some of Marie's clothes."

"Ok, that sounds good. You could stay over my place tonight, if you want."

"That would be fantastic. We'll just have to stop back at mine to grab some clothes."

"You should just bring over a couple pairs of pajamas and clothes to leave in a drawer. And a little bit of Clara's," I suggested.

"Sounds good," he said and I rested my back against his chest once more and looked at the park.

A few minutes later, rain started to pelt down.

I sprung up from underneath the tree and ran out into the large field.

"Ezra! Come here!"

"Aria? Are you crazy! You'll get soaked," he exclaimed.

"Oh, stop being so scared and come here," I said pulling him out from underneath the tree. "Come here. There's something I've always wanted to do."

And as the rain came down in buckets, I pulled Ezra down into a passionate kiss.

An Ezria day! I loved writing this chapter and I hope you loved it too!

I have a little bit of writers block on what I should do for the next couple of chapters though. If you have any ideas, feel free to suggest them!

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