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Aria POV:

A month had passed since I moved in with Ezra, and life was perfect. Our little family settled into it's own little routine. Ezra and I would get up and wake Clara. Then we would all get ready for school, eat a quick breakfast, and part ways for the day. I'd take Clara to school, then would would meet up afterwards for a snack at a small little bookstore, and head home. At the end of the night, after Clara had gone to sleep, Ezra and I had time to ourselves, which always seemed to end with an...activity of some sort. It was nice to not be scarmbling all over the place, trying to figure out what came next, it felt nice to have a place in the world.

It was a Friday afternoon when I got the text.

Noel: Hi Aria. Toby gave me you're number. I really need to talk to you. I feel horrible about the way I've been reacting lately. Meet me up for drinks later?

It also had the name of some club and the address. I was shocked, and now in a constant state of nervousness, but put it past me for the remainder of the school day. Ezra had a faculty meeting, so we didn't bother to meet up afterwards. I took Clara home, hoping she wouldn't notice the change in my behavior, but she did.

"Mommy, are you ok?"

"Yeah, sweetheart, I'm fine," I replied, lightening my voice. But I really wasn't. Clara still didn't believe me, and when we got home she had me sit through 2 Disney movies, claiming they would make me feel better. Ezra finally got home at 5, and after greeting him, I pulled him into the kitchen.

"Ezra, we need to talk about something."

"What's up? Is anything wrong," he asked, immediately going into worry.

"Umm, well," I tried to say, but ended up showing him the text. "Ezra, I have to go. It's the right thing to do. We used to be friends."

"Aria, are you sure. I'm not to keen on the idea," said Ezra, taking the phone to read over the text again. He paused, pursing his lips for a few minutes, until he began talking again. "You're not going."

"What do you mean 'You're not going'," I asked incredulously. This was the first time Ezra had ever done something of this caliber.

"I mean exactly what I said. You know how I feel about Noel. I mean, the guy almost sabotaged our entire relationship," he exclaimed, frustratingly running his hands through his hair.

"Ezra, there's nothing for you to be jealous of. I'm marrying you. I love you," I said, trying to justify my point.

"I know, but," he said, pausing and took and inhaled, "If you really want to go, I'll call my parents to watch Clara, and I'll go with you."

"What? Do you not trust me," I asked raising my voice a little. This was unbelieveable. "Ezra, you have to trust me. We're not going to get anywhere if you don't," I pleaded with him.

"It's not you I don't trust," he said turning from me. "It's Noel."

"Somehow, I don't believe you," I fired back.

"Aria, I don't want you going, and that is that."

"You know, right now, you're sounding exactly like Noel," I said and stormed out of the townhouse. I quickly dialed the number Noel had texted me from.

"Hi, Noel? How about we meet up for those drinks right now?"

I stepped into the club, Noel had asked to meet at. Even at around 5:45, the place was in full swing. There was a large open dance floor, and surrounding it were booths for people to sit and have drinks. The bar was off to the right, and there was an upstairs level that supposedly held little alcoves for people to privately talk, or whatever else that wanted to do, in.

I found Noel sitting off in a more secluded booth to the right side of the dance floor. He got up from his spot to greet me with a smile.

"Hey! Aria! You look great," he said, speaking in a volume that would have to be used throughout the course of the night so we could be able to hear each other.

"Thanks," I replied, as we settled ourselves back on opposite sides of the booth.

"Listen, I feel like shit with the way I handled things a couple weeks ago," he said, almost rushing through the sentence. I thought I detected a hint of unsincereity, but brushed it off.

"It's fine, Noel. I've forgotten about it," I said, which was I lie. I really hadn't, but I didn't feel like getting into another arguement after my one with Ezra.

"So, how did Ezra deal with you coming to meet me," Noel said almost smuggingly.

"Umm...he wasn't to happy about it," I said, a stab of pain running through me. I didn't like being in an arguement with him. "But, lets not talk about that. We really need to catch up properly."

The night had been going great so far. Noel and I were sharing more details about work, and telling each other crazy stories from college. I couldn't believe Ezra had been freaking out about this. Noel was on his best behavior, and didn't try to pull anything at all.

"So then, he does a keg stand," said Noel, telling me about the wild frat party he and Toby had first attended their freshman year.

"Somehow, Toby and keg stand mixed together doesn't seem right to me," I laughed, pausing to sip from the martini I had been nursing since I first got here. Just then, a loud, bass pumping song blasted into the air.

"I love this song," said Noel, even though he seemed to not even know it. "Want to dance," he said holding out his hand. I looked at it, almost uncertain of what I should do. I had Ezra at home, waiting for me, probably wracking his brains out. I thought some more, until I came to the conclusion of "screw it", and took Noel's hand. We descended onto the floor, and started to dance. It wasn't really as much of an issue as I thought it would be; Noel and I stayed at a safe distance from each other the entire song.

But when the next song arrived, I was proven wrong. I felt Noel's begin to wrap around my waist, pulling me closer to him, and I felt him start to try to grind me, but I jumped away. That didn't stop him though, he wrapped his arms around me again, and I felt his hands travel down to my butt, and saw his lips making a beeline for mine. They lightly brushed mine, but I jumped away again, feeling nauseous that his lips had just touched mine.

"Noel, what the fuck are you doing," I yelled. I held up my hand with my ring to show him, and he glanced at it, but completely disregarded the fact.

"Aria," he said wrapping his arms around me once more. "If you just give me a chance, I can be exactly what you need. Maybe even more. Forget about Ezra, and the little brat back at home," he said lowering his lips against, but instead of meeting my lips, they met me fist. I had given his a pretty sharp jab, which felt good.

"You will never be what I need, Noel," I fired with rage. "Ezra is my everything. And how dare you call my daughter a brat. Maybe, the last time, if you tried to get to know her, you wouldn't think that. My place is at home with my family, and I made a total mistake coming here. Ezra was right. And just for the record, Ezra is the only person I have and ever loved. You were just there to fill the gap, but somehow, that didn't work. Ezra's my soulmate, and there's nothing you can do to change that. So do me a favor, and never try to speak to me again. Got it," I asked, now yelling.

I spun away from Noel, and charged out of the club, completely ignoring his calls for me to come back.

"Ezra was right," I muttered to myself, "He really just doesn't trust Noel." I grabbed my phone out of my bag, and saw I had one new text message.

Ezra: Sweetheart, I'm sorry for the way I reacted. Just please come home. I love you.

I started to cry at how horrible I felt for blowing up at him. I quickly texted him back, as best I could walking, that I'd be right there.

Ezra was waiting on the steps when I walked into the house. His head was down, and he looked like he was trying to think something over.

"Ezra," I called quietly. It was now around 10, and Clara was asleep.

"Aria," he breathed, and pulled me into his arms.

"Please don't let go," I said, fianlly reducing to tears at the stressful night behind me.

"I don't have any intention to," he said, holding me tighter, and pressed his lips to my hair. We stayed like that for a few minutes, until I spoke again.

"Ezra, I'm so sorry. You had every right to act protective," I said between tears.

"But I didn't have the right to direct you on what you should do. That was cruel of me. Wait, what do you mean," he asked worriedly.

"You were right about Noel. I was wrong to accuse you of not trusting me. Ezra, Noel tried to kiss me tonight," I said, falling into sobs once more.

"I could...I could...kill him," said Ezra fiercely and held onto me tighter.

"Ezra, he won't be coming around ever again, I made it pretty clear to him. Noel's not and never was an issue. You're my everything," I said pressing my lips to his.

"It's so nice to hear you say that," said Ezra, picking me up off my feet. He carried me up the stairs, and into the bedroom, locking the door behind him. Once we were settled (which meant I was down to wearing my underwear, as was he), Ezra, threw me onto the bed, and our lips met back up into a passionate kiss.

So, Noel has been taken care of! There's still Audrey, and the adoption to work out though. I need some fluff ideas for the next chapter before we go into all the huge drama!

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