I fell in love with the Aria/Ezra story line from the PLL show. Like most of you, I crave more Ezria moments and and have been inspired to write my own version of their visit to my island home, Barbados. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Pretty Little Liars.

Passion in Paradise

Chapter 1

Aria adjusted the straps of her black and white bikini as she smoothed sunscreen onto her shoulders.

She was grateful for the floppy white hat which her mother insisted that she pack for the holiday in Barbados. She tended not to tan a delicious golden brown, but went straight from pale alabaster to pink flamingo. It was the main reason she reclined under the beach umbrella which kept the rays off her delicate skin, in direct contrast to the other sun worshippers around her.

Shading her eyes with her hand, Aria searched the beach for Ezra. He was an entirely different story. He loved the sun and the ocean and had taken to the tropical seas like a porpoise to water. He had spent the morning snorkeling with members of their hotel party and was now engrossed in a game of beach volleyball.

Aria grinned as she located him in action close to the net as he struck the ball over the other side. She loved the Barbados vacation experience, if for no other reason than it gave her the opportunity to observe Ezra in various states of undress. He was currently sporting nothing but beach shorts and much of his chiseled body was on display.

One would never think that under Mr. Fitz's preppy cardigans and button-down shirts lurked a buff body, but here was the evidence before her eyes. As bookish as Ezra appeared at school, he was actually very active and enjoyed an energetic morning jog or ride, and his lean, muscled body was testimony of these pursuits. The admiring glances of girls in the vicinity of the volleyball game certainly appeared to support Aria's opinion.

She dropped the paperback she had started that morning into her tote bag, added her towel and sunscreen and slipped her feet into her flip flops. She didn't bother to re-tie her sarong around her hips.

As she approached the volleyball game which was still in session, she had eyes for only one man.