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Disclaimer: All characters in this chapter (plus a few lines) belong to Sara Shepard and ABC Family

Chapter 23-
Aria POV:

The petite brunette woke up one rainy morning, feeling extremely happy and content with the world. She looked to the man sleeping silently besides her, and gave him a kiss on the forehead, before pulling on her favorite floral sundress. She then emerged from the house to dance around in the pouring rain, drenching herself in the warm droplets are the sun attempted to rise from the dark clouds, but failed in doing so.

While the brunette was outside, celebrating some unknown occasion to the world surrounding her, the man who was previously sleeping besides her, sprang up from the bed, alarmed to be missing the warm body that was once resting in his arms. He blinked his blue eyes and ran a hand through his dark hair, and then ran, clumsily, down the stairs and into the kitchen. He searched for her frantically, finally looking out the window to find her spinning in circles, soaked to the bone.

He ventured out into the rain, his hair immediately becoming wet, and mopping to his forehead. He saw his love completely preoccupied by the rain, and took the opportunity to sneak up behind her. His arms wrapped around her waist, and he nuzzled her neck. The girl gave an yelp of shock, but turned to find her love embracing her, and smiled, turning fully to give him a kiss. In the middle of their kiss though, the man started to chuckle.

The chuckling started to become more close than a distant dream. It went from soft to a full on laugh. I woke up, to see a huge smile of Ezra's face as he slept. His omitted another laugh at whatever he was dreaming about and I remembered; he laughed in his sleep.

(flashback:)
After being introduced to Hardy at Ezra's short story reading, I was told the story of how Ezra ruined one of Hardy's hookups by laughing in his sleep.

I looked at him, and giggled. "You laugh in your sleep?"

Ezra blushed and shrugged. "Yup," he said.

"That's cute," I said smiling and gazing at him for a few moments, and then remembered that we weren't alone; Hardy was there.
(end flashback)

I took the opportunity to wake him up by tickling him behind the neck, his only sensitive spot. He started to laugh even louder, and I pressed my lips to the back of his neck. Ezra turned to me, his bright blue eyes open, and whispered, "Good morning, beautiful."

"Good morning," I said connecting my lips with his, and every intention of getting up for the day was erased as Ezra pulled me closer, and we escaped back under the sheets.

A hour later, and we were still in bed. Ezra laid, propped up on one arm, stroking my hair, while I laid with my head against his chest. There was a slight sheen of sweat on both our foreheads, as we laid there enjoying one another's presence.

"Would you fancy breakfast in bed," asked Ezra, in a mock British accent than sounded extremely fake. It was fun to see him giddy, almost on top of the world.

"As long as you never use that fake accent again," I said kissing him. He got up and pulled on some pajama pants from the floor (shirtless Ezra! ok...sry celebrating is over). "Hurry back," I whispered seductively, causing him to smile even more as he left the room.

I gathered the sheets around my body, and padded around the room to find something to wear. I grabbed an oversize (for myself anyway) white button down shirt and a pair of blue checkered boxers that were sitting in the clean laundry basket sitting in the middle of the room. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, and noticed how that for once in 6 years, I looked truly happy. There was a flushed tone to my cheeks, and my eyes were shining. I smiled at the reflection, and it grew as I saw Ezra behind me setting the tray with two bowls of cereal on the bed. He came up behind, and hooked his arms around my waist.

"Ya know, I kinda liked it better when you had no clothes on," he said playing with the buttons on the shirt.

"Down boy," I said laughing. "I'm starving," I said climbing into the bed. Ezra brought the tray over and set on top of the comforter. I eagerly took a bowl and spoon, shoveling the Fruit Loops into my mouth. Ezra laughed at my eagerness, and took his bowl, whilst turning on the TV.

We laid around for another hour, mindlessly watching "That 70's Show". And my mindlessly, I mean we basically laid there caressing one another, having the occasional make out, while the show blared from the TV.

The clock struck 12, to which Ezra gave me a kiss in the sensitive spot behind my ear, to keep me from lolling back to sleep in his arms.

"Love, do you want to go out for some lunch? It nice outside. We could eat in Bryant Park," he said kissing my temples now.

"Ok," I said groaning and sat up. I threw on oversized tunic I had left in his apartment and a pair of black leggings. I pulled on a jean jacket and my boots from last night and tied my hair up in a messy bun. Ezra slipped on some loose fitting jeans and a black tee shirt, and grasped my hand as we left the townhouse.

Ezra POV:

As we walked to the small cafe located near Bryant Park, I couldn't help but notice the glowing look Aria had to her. Her cheeks were flushed with a hue of rose pink, her eyes were gleaming, and there was a slight bounce to her step. She caught me staring at her as we walked, and jerked to a stop.

"Whatcha thinking about," she asked running her hands through my hair. It felt so good.

"You," I said leaning down to kiss her on the lips. I slightly overheard an elderly woman speaking to her husband as the walked past us.

"Remember when we were like that, Harold," she asked holding tightly onto his hand as the walked further away.

I tugged on Aria's hand and pulled her inside the the small cafe. I picked out a sandwich, while Aria custom ordered a salad. We grabbed some coffee, and found a table across the street in the park. Aria moved her chair so it was directly next to mine, and placed her hand on top of mine as we eat.

I got up to throw out our food and came back to the table. Aria laid her head on my shoulder and I took her hand into mine.

"So, what do you think of us," she asked, startling from the peaceful moment.

"You know what I think," I said laughing. I turned towards her and grasped both of her hands. "You are the best thing that has ever happened to me, besides Clara of course. I honestly couldn't imagine anything without you. I want your face too be the first thing I see when I wake up every morning. I love you," I said planting a soft kiss onto her lips. "What do you think of us," I asked, searching her face expectantly.

"Those 6 years without you were pure hell. Sure, I may have gone on a few great blind dates in college, but every time I was wishing they were you, or sometimes even hoping you'd come sweeping through the restaurant entrance and kiss me. It's almost impossible to describe what joy I feel when we're together. Or what happiness I feel when you, Clara and myself are together as a family. I honestly cannot believe what luck I had running into you again. Everything is perfect now. I love you too, so much," she said causing me to tear up. "Don't cry," she said pushing some hair away from my forehead that was falling into my eyes. "Or else you'll make me cry," she said leaning up to kiss me.

"So, what do you think about the future for us," I asked.

"I certainly know I want you forever," she said.

"The feeling is mutual," I said laughing. "What do you think about another kid? Maybe one that's actually yours this time," I said laughing. Aria slapped my shoulder.

"Oww! That hurt," I whined.

"I don't care! Please don't ever say that again! Clara is like my own. And to answer your question, yes, maybe at least 2 more kids in the future. I've always wanted at least two girls," she smiled.

"Clara would be a great big sister. I can see it now; She and a smaller little girl playing with Princess Barbie dolls. Of course, Clara would have to be Ariel," I said laughing and kissed Aria's temple.

We got back to the townhouse soon enough. It was around 1:30 and Clara would be dropped off by Mom in a little while.

"I have to be at Hanna's by 4. She invited Clara to come along to watch the wedding, so I'll have to get her ready once she gets here. I feel gross," she said pushing some hair away from her face. "I'm going to take a shower. Care to join me," she asked, a seductive smile creeping up over her face.

"Did you even have to ask," I said chasing her to the bathroom.

Aria POV:

Ezra's arms caught me around the waist as I stepped foot into the bathroom. In the matter of minutes, we were stripped down, and into the steaming water.

I instantly started to marvel at his body. How was it possible to be an English professor and have abs like he does? I'd have to ask him later when he had time to work out. I felt Ezra's lips creep up the side of my neck, and his warm breath fanned on my face causing me to shiver, which was unusual as we were standing in hot water.

His hands trapped me against the wall, and his lips colliding with my own, erasing every thought of lathering and rinsing my hair.

We needed some more Ezria fluff, plus a shirtless Ezra :D Next chapter, I PROMISE will be the royal wedding party!

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love always,

.soprano.